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  • Letter to My Almost Former House

    It’s true, I’m getting ready to leave you.

  • Shoulder

    She flies south to visit me

  • PASSING

    They lay the old woman in the back seat of a car,

  • A Canticle Rehearsal in The Temple and The Waters Do Not Return, Even to Meribà

    Oh, I am tired of my land,

  • Cling of the World

    What could it mean

  • Debris

    I love those spirits

  • Passing Royalty and Dostadning: Beginner’s Translation

    I’m sorry I didn’t comprehend sooner how threatening

  • Paradise

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

  • First Wedding

    It was one of those days when not even the bland sun

  • Virginia Woolf: Three Fragments (1910)

    i.How much must we carry with us? Must we bear the souls of errand boys, drovers, butchers in bloody smocks, the

  • After Callimachus

    Goddess of parturition, listen when Cleo

  • Post-

    Clenching, unclenching her thin white fingers,