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  • Called to Lapse

    And straightway the father of the child cried out, and said with tears

  • As So Often Happens | Twenty-two Years Later

    As so often happens, in the middle

  • Sunday in Connecticut

    I drive into town.

  • Eternal Sunshine

    Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.

  • GETTING READY THE HOUSE | THEY ARE MOVING ALONG

    My friend goes to visit his grave

  • Grade School Cafeteria

    When it has been

  • Horoscope and American Upanishad

    Two hearts can charge the moment they meet,

  • The One Crying in English Class

    From time to time, I still get angry

  • Halloween

    No gazette ran the story,

  • Why I Haven’t “Outgrown Surrealism,” No Matter What That Moron Reviewer Wrote

    I still love the sound of breaking,

  • The gap between

    the platform &

  • Bending Truth to Advantage

    From Robert Lowell’s poem “Those Before Us,” these final lines: “Pardon them for existing.