Shattered bottle
on sidewalk;
city birds
ingest diamonds.
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New Muses for a Posthuman Age
Late last year I wrote a 10 sonnet sequence entitled New Muses for a Posthuman Age, the idea being to update the goddesses and answer...
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Now he’s gone, I left the gate open on my way back from splitting wood. My arms were full. But I felt that worry...
