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Selected Poetry
Diorama 1871 (Head Resting Against a Lace Antimacassar)
I don't get to be the same person each time, but still, think of all the atrocities I've climbed out of. It helps to carry a rope. I sound ominous but what I'm saying ...
Super Bloom
America, like a monstrous sow vomiting cars and appliances into a green ooze resembling dollar bills, where is my America? Agnostic and uninsured, I eat celery, onions, and ...
Golden
Everything will be fine, to paraphrase the anchoress, and everything will be golden, like a crock of manuka honey or hand-picked Bartlett pear, or like the ...
Dream with Gun and Five-Year-Old Daughter
Hours before the divorce was final, the day the divorce became final, I woke, knowing the dream I had just dreamt could not be touched, the dream in which my daughter took the ...
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