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The first woman I had sex with lived in a town that was barely alive and she took me onceto this hill on the outskirts, this hill that was…
The Final Place To Go
We are living in an unsightly way.The stillness pushes a floating leafto the ground. In a shaded part of a housea boy, not yet two, crawls from a…
Low Budget Michael
First I stalk them with a pinhole / from the dive-shop to the Presidential Suite / where I prop a tripod on a block of wood / in the corner....
Hermeneutics of Fire
Miriam Bird Greenberg
When fires burned on the mountain all season I kept below, and did what I could in my small way: I placed cups of water around the…
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