The Strangers we are
M ybest friend in grade seven
poetry
At the centre of things
Whenever I talk about love
edenic
We're all waiting
Beyond the Mesh
We walked together in the park
Emptying the Hands
Distrust prophets who sound good.
Acrostic on a line of e.e. cummings
You who took the furniture, the silverware
From a Life
She was evasive, reckless, and exquisite.
Ownership of Oceans and the Clemency of Breath
HIS SIEVE
Beginning
Night class.
Apartment Hunting
So I stare out my dormitory window,
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