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A Child Unlearns the Unloving of a Momma The fact Hazel never had a momma makes me feel better about…
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I Get the Fish Tattoo Take a selfie, send it to my brothers who send back pics of their kids…
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Pyrenean Ibex Capra pyrenaica pyrenaica We are the only species to exist that has died twice. The first-time round was…
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She showed me her palms. Small and white. At six years old, it was the butterflies. Collected in an old…
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“HE’S SUCH A GOOD LISTENER” I knew a man who made money / from having three ears. While some stood…
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Grant, 1970 When you were twelve & your horse reared up, uprooting the wooden stake from soft soil & how…
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My Father’s Silent Films They have always been in an old blue suitcase—the hard-backed kind with brass latches and airline…
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On the Porch of my childhood home Orion’s belt confronts me I tell him everything’s changed even the coffee in…
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Half a human tooth shares roughly the same make-up as one of the chunks you masticate a handful of peanut…
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Borrowing It was summer, and the lake at the end of Emma’s house stank of the heat, the moon hung…
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