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Poems

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  • Mother Doesn’t Bite

    I bite instead and she needs salt,

  • Bear Sometimes Thinks He’s Dead & Shelf Life

    But lately he’s observed the Hermit Thrush

  • To a Soldier in Ukraine

    A soldier must know three things—

  • Six Makeshift Trees Around My Bathtub

    Above our heads a vertical shadow

  • Double Effect: December 31

    the bridge closes behind you

  • Albatross

    Driving toward

  • Shame

    Why did I want a Queen Conch shell

  • Lost Tails, City of Money and Counting the Money

    One day our tails fell off and lay at our feet like giant dead caterpillars.

  • Poem in the Old Style

    At the beginning of the play Hecuba was mourning her great losses. She made lists, blamed the Gods: they could

  • Purity | A  Withered  Rose

    Amazing solitude.

  • A Brief Portfolio

    I said goodbye to a friend who left a hole filled

  • The All-Overs, This is Where God Stays When He’s in Town and Mr. Jackson’s Killer

    I like words like gallimaufry, tawdry, billingsgate—braggadocio! Rodomontade.