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I sought you out hoping to find my prophet, but I only succeeded in burying a martyr. Outside, the wind… more ›
Orpheus, alone Outside rimed windows sleet-locked sidewalks resemble an empty arctic plain. I stare and my breath rhythmically fogs the… more ›
This note was inevitable, as is my outcome. Turns out your mother wasn’t just paranoid. She never had proof, but… more ›
In a hospital for contagious diseases, Camden, New Jersey, 1948-49 And other places at around that time Danny could not… more ›
When I was a kid, I saw a migration of worms across a two-lane blacktop in the Texas desert. Hundreds… more ›
The easiest way to avoid facing trauma is to avoid facing life. Don’t look in the mirror. Nobody wants to… more ›