Poems
Self Portrait with Imaginary BrotherAfter the Death of a Friend, I Feel Enlightened for Approximately Three Days
The GrownupsThe Solution
Still HauntedHe Takes Her
RecoveryBare Ruined Orchards
Semantics
Controlled BurnMemento MoriCalvaBodega
On Why I No Longer Sit at the Window Seat on a Train
Femmage to Creeley
The Wandering WitchKikimora Looks for Love
Amy’s Birthday is the Same Day Every Year
N i g h t d r e a m s[What is the forest language][A mama roar]
A Man Renting a Hotel RoomMy Midnight Confession
In the Cottonwoods
Horse and Harness
GreenhouseAn American Porn Star Contemplates the Divine
{I want you he whispered I want you.}[In saecula saeculorum]This is the letter that I would write you
FundamentalHow We Can Survive to WinterThis Is Fine, What I'm Wearing
The Schooner
North, When the Crows Led MeIt’s been four years, and every year the summer ends
NippleSuzanne in a Forest Green Dress
Sawdust
Making Like Monks.
On Being Asked By My Daughter If I Can Cry UnderwaterJugsThe QuickeningToday
España PequeñitaTide Book
Only Children Have Homes
A Forecast of Snow or YardWainscotting
Good omens light yr way like reflective squares on the guardrail of the hairpin turn.
NewsLet Us Part Like ThisSoren
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