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  • Trudy Cooks Fish and The General

    The fish seemed fresh that night, as if they’d been caught off the coast near Zanzibar

  • To Anything at All

    Our father who is neither ours nor a father but farther and nearer,

  • Georges de la Tour! Georges de la Tour! | Metka | The Cross

    I see how you climb!

  • Black Apples & Landing

    Dropping to the red earth, these, the night bearing

  • Boys’ Room

    French doors, curtains, panes of glass.

  • Big Finish

    Now that the last shaft of sunset has collapsed

  • THE INSURGENCY OF TEARS IS TO ERADICATE SADNESS AND HOLD JOY AS CLOSE AS THE MOON

    Mike’s at The Whitney.

  • Toys

    Your toys, my child, hold them dear,

  • What If a House Could Draw its Own Blueprints? and The Decision

    The house grows wild, floats

  • Bookish | Brush Your Fingers Through Your Hair, Why Don’t You?

    The bookishness that

  • take heed, hazard

    what could it have been

  • The Authentic Galleries

    Begin again.  Begin with the wound.