A Quick Look on the Way Out
Mirror, morron on the walls;
poetry
Late Beauty
This is the still, the waiting,
The Doublegoer
All that I do is clumsy and ill-timed.
The Mirror of Waters
My mirror gleaming through the night
April
April on the loosened tongue of the world
Incantation
The door was locked and so with added sterness
Tower Room
Sleep on, fair princess of arrested beauty,
Dancers Over the City
Having opinions of my own
No Return
We can't go back
Valley of Salt
Far from towering tides in a young world
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