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I Don’t Want to Know
I Don’t Want to Know / When he tells me / he’s been with a dolphin / the way he’s just been with me, / I knock him off the bed, can’t…
Subscribed by Laura Thompson
Your house burned yesterday. Not / to the ground, not in consuming // / flames, as you might imagine— / it smoldered in the walls. A pine tree //…
I // // This tree is perfectly still above me like a / meditating saint, not slapping at the ants / crawling over her. Laughing at my vanity. /…
Coming Down the Mountain
// On the path lies the severed lower half of a mole. / Still silvery gray and silky fur, perfect small feet / and toes. Dropped by a hawk?…
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