Professional Distance
Five minutes before class
poetry
Red Volvo Wagon
They build them to last
After You Left
My hands were the first casualties,
My Father Your Child
I see sometimes in your eyes their shadows
joseph
sound
for donald marshall
i've no secret old
Splitting Atoms
Long johns against the cold
One Being Emerges...
one being emerges from the caked dust
Dog
if me brother never loved nothin else in ther world he loved is dog.
The Monster Burns
i used tar be like a corpse when he was round.
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