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  • Born

    November 9, 2017

    Yessssssssss, he celebrates

    while juice drips from fruit

    as if from his fangs

    and Mother Eve

    through The Fall

    groans, releasing at once

    all her children—

    bare and bawling and born


  • Refuge

    October 15, 2017

    There’s a woman across the sea
    I’ve never met—
    not in this life.

    I imagine she’s an early riser,
    grateful for pale dawns
    flush with peace.
    She’d tsk my late…