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  • Waiting for Someone

    Dark gray suit, dark green tie, dark

  • Berlin

    We see the public statues

  • Bartosz Konstrat translated from Polish by Dawid Mobolaji

    Suddenly: bam! The little boys rise from their knees, their teeth grow and begin to bite.

  • What Light Tastes Like

    Depends on the hour of departure and if flowers

  • FOUNTAIN

    Dogwood white knuckle it through January, February, March:

  • LOOKING AT DAD

    To see my father not seeing me with

  • On Delta Flight #2164 From JFK

    I'm headed home from a stint at Long Island's

  • Autobiography and Primo

    long before I wanted a drink     I wanted a drink     and it’s been

  • Sunday in Connecticut

    I drive into town.

  • 36.

    A woman was choked by a metal shackle

  • I’m Nothing

    close to a Zen scholar,

  • Willing

    Hidden from all mothers’ eyes by blinded windows