Lost Boys
At night, sometimes, in the lonely hours
poetry
Cove beach
Sea mist and salal in close knitting
Swimming Under-Florida
You are making a map of Florida
Who Is This Poem Talking To?
The lyric, speaking in solitude
A Good Source of Omega 3's
See how his hangdog
Mathew 14. 1-12
Salome holds an outsize
Camera
Amber sunflowers, afternoon's veil
Duty
I want you to know, Ava
Vincent
When I talk about Van Gogh, it's usually to myself
Reading on Mars
Far from this reading room of steel, glass and chrome
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