“In the morning worms rise / slick from the earth. / They haven’t seen the sun / since you drove your brother’s name / into dirt.”

Birds of Paradise

The Invisible Hand

“A coyote tells secrets to the hemisphere / of my mind that cannot speak. It is busy shuffling / scene after scene of each girl I’ve been.”

“Even our orchid chokes on / the affection—overwatered, coffee grounds for soil. / The flies connive among the fruit.”

“at her waist, of silk more than wood. / the rush whisper”

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“Superimpose over all of this a photo of our younger selves— / tight smiles and a greedy earnestness that nearly // undid us—”

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“in the end : the body recedes into veils of budded / jasmine : cottoncloth in the underground country / do you understand?”