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Poems

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  • FOLDED WING | Pig, a sequel | Ode to Solitude

    The wrist and the leg are the test: flexible,

  • That’s How We Met translated by Chenxin Jiang

    If only I didn’t have to grow up

  • So This is the Future & Hope

    After I found out––

  • January and The Marrow

    Greetings from the first darkness,

  • A Hole in My Backyard

    I get very nervous, I admit.

  • From a Bench at MOMA

    Don’t wanna, don’t wanna,

  • Toshno

    Marina is trying to describe Raskolnikov’s interior state

  • Christmas Lights

    I have watched how

  • After Our Parents Get Divorced, Our Mother Buys an Ivy Stencil

    In the small white bedroom

  • Poem of the Quotidian

    Night falls so swiftly in this part of town

  • Poem with Allusions

    The thoughts that come on little cat feet

  • The Immortality Ode

    Bill Evans is quiet, fingers still above the keys, But ready to begin again and