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Two Poems

The night shower is a personal pan-blizzard, a folklore-free zone.

Two Poems

The angel lay in his body effervescent as a flake of alabaster.

Two Poems

If life is an open vein, what’s brave about a sleeve-heart, sweetheart?

Two Poems

What’s left is a thumbhouse, an inch of gristle inside skin walls.

Two Poems

God was surrounding the chair, leaves flourishing from a sickly tree.

Two Poems

A simple line of raging wet nearby, how as a kid I pictured the Nile.

Two Poems

I feel them slice me open and tug, then I smell my own innards burning.

Two Poems

In the many pages of the book of love this is only one story.

Two Poems

Our brains interpolate from surrounding images, fooling us.

Two Surgeons

Two surgeons vaulted over a counter to hold open my incisions.

Two Thanksgiving Day Gentlemen

It is the one day that is purely American. Yes, a day of celebration.

Tyrannosaurus Rex

I will tell you about the sick. They are ruthless, they are like Attila.

Tyrannosaurus Rex

I will tell you about the sick. They are ruthless, they are like Attila.

Ubi Sunt

When the light failed she listed all the places he might find her.

Underaged

All I could focus on was if he was going to ask me to date him.

Underneath the Bonfire

Men came over carrying lanterns and pulled away the chunks of ice.

Unknown

The sense all along has been that there’s some madness in her.

Unmedicated Self-Portrait

I don’t know you, I only think of you to ignore how unhappy I am.

Unsystem the System

We could use our arms to squeeze or hold or load not a gun, not a gun.

Untitled (Woman Brushing Hair)

She takes her hand to my scalp: eyes close as if tasting lemon cake.

Upon Asking the Cashier at Kroger to Scan That Old Tattoo of a Barcode on My Forearm

Turns out my body’s a dollar sweet potato, her screen said.

Upon Seeing Two Checkboxes under Sex at the Doctor’s Office

We could have everything and still be hurt.

Using a Cane

With cane in hand I felt a twinge of superiority to the crutch people.

Vanishing Point

The kissed fingerpad touched wet with wine orbiting.

Vespers

No one plans a trip to the emergency room. No one succeeds.

Victoria’s Secret

He’d always wanted to kiss her thigh dimples but never dared.

Vodka on Ice

Cerberuses ran in packs, terrorizing drunks who fell in the snow.

Walk for Mankind

The door opened, and Dan stormed in, shouting, “Motherfuckers!”

Water Path

All my life I wondered what it is to vanish like a ring of smoke.

Waterline

If only to hold on by opening lord give me this one eighth day