poetry
Visit Under Surveillance
From the station a footpath
Jazz Death
Y'know old jazz guy
State Road
They came into Baltimore at sunset
Three Letters
Saskatchewan, 1936
We did not lose the farm
Learning English
Is the hardest thing you will do
Second-Hand Clothes
Bored of the flats, we create
the clean ears of god
that fierce need to stand silent
Cape Split in July
On the Split in fog season
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