Business As Usual
Across the craggy indigo
poetry
Untitled
If I could speak in words
Storm
The sachem voices cloven out of the hills
Prisms
All things touching my senses
Lines To A Politician
Do not saw the air so, Mr. Bauer
The Man Who Climbed and Came Back
He climbed.
Sun
I was born, and my cloud-halo burns
Bubbles
The bird jumped at the bubbles
Tribute
Where violets on the campus hide
Madness
Did you ever ask yourself
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