city 53 It took three zeroes to invent loss All three had to think of nothing for I don't know how long This last guess
city 50 We picked flowers and the elevators stopped * city 51 Some days see us Twice * city 52 I could've been so young
city 49 I can't sleep any slower but heard you anyway Telling in bear time Nowhere's middle Of our brush with birthmark
city 46 A paper airplane on fire in a helpless mirror * city 47 Skip * city 48 Nothing in a rabbit remembers void's birthday
city 45 If I die at the end of this book, I'm already dead.
city 42 Dogs, I'd say For their panicked longing and cricket faith * city 43 In which my left hand known for my left Hand Cannot kill a spider in a haunted barn that another barn builds * city 44 Keeping the baby despite its perfection
Thimble Lit Mag is a cool place for anyone to be, and you should definitely be present and become a patron of theirs. Also, they are having a drawing this month for my chapbook Skin To Skin In An Unmarked Life. Read about it here
city 39 My copy of god's longing When was it sent * city 40 The dream on its deathbed sees a film on emptiness * city 41 Animals pretend to live here But don't eat much
city 36 A running shower that prays impossibly on the body of our lowest sibling for the return of a bomb-maker's homesick drone * city 37 An angel burned for soundproofing crows * city 38 On tv a lunchbox designed by my ghost sells so well that a mom
