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Poems

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  • Serial

    I figure four times, you make it five

  • Licks

    We each were given three licks

  • Four Poems

    A sudden pain flares in in my head like a match flaring into darkness: my mother is dying.

  • The Beautiful Hand

    Not a word.

  • Stairway

    In those days, so many stairways were said to lead to happiness, mainly of a sexual kind—and as I climbed those

  • HOUSEKEEPING:  Frida’s Future Kiss

    After the palm reader told her no man would ever claim her,

  • Alexandru (1904 – 1984)

    You cross the hill by wagon to Românești. Airplanes stretch ropes of milk in our way not unlike the wire you’d

  • Apologetics

    A host of angels or a compass of cherubim

  • May Cause

    Tinnitus, uncharacteristic

  • The Big Blow

    After the snow-soused April gale I wandered

  • Master Class

    Demonstrate on mine, I say.

  • Sestina

    The time is naturally over. It is another morning. Lie