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  • Paradise

    Our little vacation town in Spain is packed.  The driving, slow. Things have changed

  • Post Structuralism

    But the first idea was not to shape the clouds

  • Sister Dementia Remembers & Phone Booth

    Enough of bosom, ass, and pillow—

  • I open the windows.

    What I wanted

  • Old, Two, Not, Wrote

    letters to an old poet

  • Paper

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

  • This Surface

    Of the earth,

  • Paramouria & You Do What You’re Good At

    You know (you think), and then

  • RIFF ON A LINE BY CHAR

    Somewhere inside the sacerdotal

  • Stonesuck

    It’s of course tempting

  • The Albino Squirrel

    Bury it, I said.  In the field.  No,

  • The Merchants of Venice

    The man speaks some Italian, the woman