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Bronx Tiger Tests Positive for COVID-19

            Hip swagger,black coat,bellyful of kittens—             sun-shadow brume of chimney-ash dander—tightrope-walking fencesthat lean like drunks beyond the water’s edge,             crooked, corroding—salt-battered,wind-battered, […]

Animal Sacrifice

I lost consciousness during liftoff. When I came to, you had appeared. You were floating outside the meter-wide porthole of

The Latest Metamorphosis

  Apollo is stalking again this summer,flaunting his meaty thighs, letting flyhis arrows. Kings summon oracles,ask: Who is the abomination?Whom

Clunk

When the fire dies the city hits me like the Dow Jones. I write, I talk, I do. The hedge

My Cloak of Keys

Most of the newly dead don’t know what they want anymore, and that’s a good thing. But some sure as

Water

Ebbing, water swivels into the groves of mother earth’s spinecollidingcrackingcrashing buoys silently spectatewadingbouncingbobbingsinking i do not feel princess-like wearing this

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