poetry

A Beast Sprang as I Stared at Henry James’s Grave
Dreaming Of Becoming Octopus
Conversation before and during, in my castle before it destructs
Visitors
This Tree
Chameleon
For Every Window
We Loved That Town Together
Song
Historians
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