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All diseases were conquered. Death was an adventure for volunteers.

A Life with Bears

I want to focus on bears. On knowing them, and on what they need.

Addendum and Other Poems

The animals are dying. All the beautiful women are dying too.

Affliction Parish and Other Poems

He tuned the future backward as he left the ringing water to reclaim me.

Best Advice

My advice is to take advice with a grain of salt.

Birdsong

We pried the last of the pallid squid from their crevices and ate them.

Blazon

Bees may not be bought. Our children may never know apples.

Border Patrol

We loaded the packs and started down, into the bluing of dusk.

Cartoon Art Volume 2014-05

Kim Warp

Cartoon Art Volume 2015-03

Cartoon Art Volume 2015-07

Cartoon Art Volume 2018-04

Cartoon Art Volume 2018-09

Cassandra

For years, all we showed her for her pains were two deaf ears.

Clearing the History and Other Poems

I wanted to forget my parents’ slow dying together in Ohio.

Confessions: My Father, Hummingbirds, and Frantz Fanon

Ideology, all of us inanimate in the face of the onslaught.

Dangerous Places and Dangerous Stories

Drinking & Driving

Home, I thought. This was the new country I had been yearning for.

Feeding the Compost Heap

What I eat, that heap has eaten. What I like, it gets, but less of.

From the World-Womb of Our Impending Doom

The body passing through its own fires, the hard escape of it all.

Frost on Fire and Other Poems

All roads lead to Rome, but all trails take you to Oklahoma.

Fun Facts!

Geppetto Also Made a Mother

It has its life, returning always to the ocean. It doesn’t care.

Ground Squirrels

Oh, won’t you lie here darling whistlepigs, here, curled at my side?

Ho, Beefalo!

The specimen, a man oblivious, is beautiful to behold, perfect, enough.

How to Disappear

For who can escape one’s twenties or browser history?

Lease Hound

There was one lease Homer Young wanted above all others.

Letters to a Young Writer

Not a single environmentalist holds out much hope for the future.

Listening to Angels

Abe shot himself, first year out of high school. Assholes said he was queer.

Margaret Atwood

You quickly find nothing interests people so much as themselves.

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