Poetry
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Returning Home
The air is like a June night and you’ve left the city behind for stars / and you’re driving the old beater as if through a movie you remember / until you...
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Reverberate
Remember that you are one of many: versions of injury and disease in yellow-walled rooms / before an open hall; a tag around each wrist / / to indicate location and...
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Chroia the Synesthete
She could tell, they said, a wolf howl / from a weasel, a raven from a rattlesnake, / puss moth in flight from the pika’s / shrill whistle. No one else had...
Topiary
Between hedgerows your mind’s / fox slows its feet, stills the thistled / fleece it tows behind. / / Fleece or flag unwound — / a warning draped to fall /...
The Sorrows of the Ladybird Beetle
Her pain is shown / against the head of a match / for scale. / / She vanishes in cold seasons: diapause. / / Named in the middle ages, /...
Space
Space is not neutral. / It depends on who inhabits it / & how. / Here, it’s imbued with impulse. / It breathes. / It is wooded with dark creatures — / though...
Old Crow
The Porcupine caribou took a dive / a quill’s breadth above the 66th / / just as the lake disappeared / ...
Apartment K
He used a fire escape to walk out of your life. / / Back inside, the floors are polished, / the heartbreak is clean. / / You sit with a...
349
It is ivory, or marble — / Some blinding material else, / Some godbone out of the / Shadow of a singularity — / / It is fulminant, impossible, / Cleaving the water...