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  • Uncle Yehuda Sharvit Between Marrakesh and Draa

    When my uncle Yehuda got drunk

  • Hanging the Dirty Laundry

    Father's ties were mother’s noose

  • What is Unknown

    When I tell her I’ve fallen for What Is Unknown, my mother’s face brightens.  “She’ll be a good girlfriend for you,”

  • Dark Enough

    I found her long black coat

  • Amaryllis

    Like the bell of an old Victrola,

  • Three poems translated from the Polish by Piotr Florczyk

    At night we stood together on guard,

  • Any Kind

    Look up. The sky is never constant, sometimes clouded,

  • Pink is the Navy Blue of India

    Flea market guy tells me the pornos are five dollars

  • The Bahá’í School

    It stood at the top of a steep hill that sloped all the way down to the Pisquataqua River, which even then I knew was tidal.

  • OÚ EST LE CHAT

    I can ask this, which is good

  • Voyager parable and Parable of the Little Ghost

    Today I am downhearted meaning sunken meaning mired

  • Lost Tails, City of Money and Counting the Money

    One day our tails fell off and lay at our feet like giant dead caterpillars.