The Man Kissed the Letter
The man kissed the letter slowly Before dropping it in the mailbox. It felt awkward dropping My gas bill in […]
The man kissed the letter slowly Before dropping it in the mailbox. It felt awkward dropping My gas bill in […]
Because she worries About his motivations and why, At night, he habitually drops His keys in the hall, my wife
Breath through the windpipe makes a special sound, a kind of gurgle when the throat is cut, as blood seeps
Three boats head east toward/div> the docks, another to sea, two figures aboard, as the sun brushes its dusky violet
“Between thought and expression there lies a lifetime.” —Lou Reed In the jungle you have only bound horizons. For a
—for Diana Bridge Our mothers: we’ve described symptoms you rarely share outside the family home and not often there: a