Poetry
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Dragons
By midsummer, her nights are livid. She hears, now as then, the water speak in…
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Coma
By now, he was curled up inside himself, a cat that crept somehow atop an…
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Øresund
At dawn, they snap the curtains back, disclose your uneluded fate; the view, the patient…
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Machine Time
Well, we’d say, it’s just machine time, talking of some task we’d set them, the…
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Lines
Having a small garden, we strung two lines close, from one corner to its near…
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Bird Shadow
Taking an age to dredge keys from silted pockets, something stilled you at the car door–…