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  • To Say

    There are dead children all over and under this earth

  • Alone at the New Year

    An instant of awe, then, afterwards,

  • Calendar

    Some people, after the day

  • Somewhere in Eastern Europe

    It was the year the townsfolk

  • Consecration of the Wolves I and IV

    For now, I will await

  • Death of God

    Bituminous was so soft, so much like dust

  • Missing

    If I told you simply that the bed in the Baptist Hospital

  • Soul Mate

    When I was a girl, I had a dirty soul.

  • Oak Leaves as Young Musicians and Longing

    Frosted-glass window lit orange.

  • Against Surrealism | Anima

    The human heart weighs ten ounces, but I don’t know if it can float. I don’t suppose it makes sense to say I feel like

  • August City Night & Love in Kyiv

    stifles, thick stream

  • mother of stains

    a mother made of three buttons from three different sweaters