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I once believed in heavenly clarity—
do you know how good it feels to sing
of certainty, the wild apricot

Metrophobia
I, too dislike it, or at least I find
too much of it bromidic and unrhymed,

The plane landed in Fort Lauderdale and Dick and Royce (Royal) were picked up by a pretty young woman wearing a tank top, shorts, and silver antlers and driven to Hertz. Royal’s brother Brandt arranged such things—or his secretary Jacki did...

Above me in the night
My unknown neighbors walk 
Across a creaking floor

Finding out the truth about beekeeping and locally made honey.

As soon as I began to ask questions, I realized how much work had gone into no longer asking them, into silences or re-​routings, into omissions, not-​noticings—​into a carefully pruned rhetoric of absence. When I began to realize I wanted...

John, you asked me what it was like to be black,
to come from a place where being black mattered.

The Faroese are a storytelling people, with ancestries tracing back to Nordic and Irish lines and a history etched in bloody Icelandic sagas. For centuries, fishing has been a pillar of the Faroese livelihood and economy.

In the halls of Pigalle, juxtaposition is not intimacy. 
Moulin Rouge Moulin Rouge Moulin
Red—Louise the Glutton spread high in her kick,