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Landscape Painting & Driving to Work—Miller Moths—Process—Concretely
Stations of the Cross—Apart—Notes—Sleeper Awake
Here’s a Love Poem to the Baby Backpack—Once-Iranian Men—Here’s a love poem practicing yoga with my second mother
Dying Words (14 parts)
Corridors—Knee-Deep—Dark Suite for My Country
Youth—Manifest Destiny—Teen Hunger
Cherries
Auto-retrato (aos cinquenta)—As paredes em falta—Os corvos em Birkenau
And he cast down the pieces of silver in the temple—And he looked up and saw the rich men casting their gifts into the treasury—I see men as trees, walking—the dayspring from on high hath visited us—come ye yourselves apart into a desert place, and rest a while
It the Hum
Untitled—Willword—The Class
Inflorescence—Casting, Pulling
Continuity—As Is—Casting Off
