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rough hewnrust has started creasing itself / over my steel, / my legs stay splayed, / frostbitten onto the sle

May 19

My Dog GriefGrief left the light on for me, / when I didn't come home in time. / I arrive without ceremony— / he

Mar 18

normameltwater soup / we sort it at dusk, we sort it at noon in mornings we sort it at night / we sort an

Mar 14

Poetry Is CheatingPoetry is cheating. / I learned this / the night a single line / held my whole chest together / like

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Jan 10

nine livesThey say cats have nine lives / And I wonder how many / My sweetheart spent on me. / Her cold nose p

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Nov 23, 2025

Investigations of a Dog‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

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Nov 22, 2025

woodlouse IIII saw a woodlouse / walking along the floor of the laundry room. / I said hello. / He said nothing b

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Nov 21, 2025

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