Mavis Gallant
(for Elizabeth Bachinsky, with a line from Maggie Nelson) All our poems now are for people we know And our babies. It’s 1846. In the North Charitable Infirmary, the musical …
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i am graffiti
Mistakes were made
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Dream Jobs
Random Link Clicker. Royal Bath Taker. Receiver of Foot Rubs and Praise. Ingenue Emeritus. Good Samaritan Emeritus. Undersecretary of Trivial Pursuits. Chief Executive Napper. Chancellor of the Exchequer of the …
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Pacific Gesture
Your roundabout reasons why You re-gifted yourself to the sea Slid through my mail slot nonchalantly, Sealed in a manila love tunnel, Like a hydro wire wearing One too many …
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Except when he was watching baseball, it seemed my father was always outdoors, tipping his hat to locals, watering the flowers that focused his retirement. A Yankees fan for more …
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Et in Arcadia Ego
Hard to make out a particular figure: the faces pressed to the portholes, seeds stowed in oily cloth, or the hold altering under a swaying lamp. The actual vessel and …
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All I care about is everything. I like to lie down and look up at the stars, even when there are none. I am almost nothing but thoughts and water. …
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