24 now
a line
almost 13
neat young man
boa
clay victories
dad
down at night
feeding time
full stop
foundling
fruity reflection/queened
high hokku
I, you and we
in Bruges
index
light under the skull
Lofoten
mom said
one look at the mirror
pungent
she had bought a negligee
over tea and coffee
the friar
Sinai
sleep off or out
tangled foliage
the falconer
the old mirror
the testing
them
voyage to the new world
watching the wall
wipe it meet me
without wires
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