The Sweetest Burn
When I lay under the moon, she sings to me.In gentle warm tones, like rain outside […]
TO ANYONE WHO EVER ASKS (If I’m Long Unheard From)
connie, you vanished on an august day in 1970. and for you, i take my pills
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Morally Bankrupt
I am morally bankrupt—so Cheatin on myself/ stealing from myself—shaming me. And the to compound my
Catalogue as landscape
if, when the wife is sleepingthe air hangs above herfull of particles in a sun-driven dance,setting
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29 Palms
The hiss of a last drag cigarette.On our backson an old black and tanNavajo saddle blanketthat
The Cormorant Mimes Letters
He kinks his neck into an S To fly. He produces no oilTo keep his feathers
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