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  • Paper

    Damned if I’ll be the woman who collects mass produced throw pillows counts her

  • BOOK OF HOURS

    A jostle of stars at the edge of the Crab Nebula pinpoints the heart of Taurus. Under the right conditions, with a

  • Late Elegy for Charlotte

    You were about to sail the Seine.

  • What I learned from ‘Saved by the Bell’

    Only half a dozen people actually exist

  • Pull Off on Old Lyme Road to Fuck

    Because I would have given everything for you to want to talk to me you remain the sound of street lamps

  • On Thumbing Through Smith’s Recognizable Patterns of Human Malformation

    And what of the bird-headed dwarfs

  • 36.

    A woman was choked by a metal shackle

  • CALLING BACK | CHARITY

    My daughter sings in snow falling through the scent of red oak or ash, some of the flakes large enough to contain passages from Emily Dickinson’s letters. 

  • THE HARVARD CLASSICS

    My grandfather bought a set for his living room,

  • Storm Song, Monarch, Sultry Night and Galveston, 1900

    Last night heat

  • The Good World

    but when I painted the deer

  • The Last Harvest

    Of course the snake is still here