Posts tagged ‘poem’
- 011.25.23I left in your movie the book of my drinking
- 011.24.23most towns have a week that starts on the day all the dogs play dead at once
- 011.23.23I read with my body the later works of touch
- 011.22.23little fact has its only dream
- 011.21.23I drank, it did not snow, and we cried as one over the theft of the window-shopper’s hunger
- 011.21.23(ETC, current, wasps)
- 011.18.23signed copies / Ghost Arson / Wasp,gasp.
- 111.17.23( recent words toward films ( Perpetrator, The Killer, Fremont, The Unknown Country
- 011.17.232017, slight edits, from discontinued collection ‘everything I touch remembers being my hand’
- 011.16.23it snowed, I drank, and the fainting mouse of my child’s stomach would not stop sleeping
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