Requiem
I took you to the train last night
poetry
Rain Wash
The wet season came late this year
Retired School Teacher
No sooner there
At the Supermarket
Waiting for his wife
Waiting
Your bed is your cage
he showed up
it's a good thing it was New Year's Eve
We Painted that Car Together Last Summer
I heard your car
the new fence
this fall
The Death of the Vaudevillian
Friends surrounded his bed
Lunch in the City
We are not in the forest
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