Works

Author’s Prayer

If I speak for the dead, I must leave this animal of my body, I must write the same poem over and over, for an

Adam Means Earth

I am the man Whose name is mud But what’s in a name To shame one who knows Mud does not stain Clay he’s made

Book of Isaiah, Part I

I. Isaiah awoke angry. Lapping at Isaiah’s ears black birdsong no it was anger. God had filled Isaiah’s ears with stingers. Once God and Isaiah

Prose Placeholder

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More Prose

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Theory

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Hardest Verse You Ever Heard

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3 Concrete Poems

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