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Beautyexpand_moreYard Mercies
A bunny the size of a teacup feasts in the clover, ears lit up in salt-pink light.
Yeats on Wilde
“The basis of literary friendship is mixing the poisoned bowl.”
Yet and Other Poems
No more laughing like the waves. No more ocean of words to drink from.
You Said Eden Disappeared and Other Poems
As a child I wanted to behold the elusive squid, the patience of eels.
