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The Decay of Lying

My own experience is that the more we study Art, the less we care for Nature.

The Declaration of Independence in American

You and me is as good as anybody else, and maybe a damn sight better.

The Dream of Adoration and Other Poems

The goose cannot see the North but knows exactly where it lies.

The Eclipse That Quenched the Ego

Draw me a map of your agonies, all the missing rivers you dried.

The Edith Poems

When I cried the tears felt so ineffective next to the ocean.

The End of the World in Slow Motion

This itchy voice, this desperate chant, that begs: okay. Okay.

The Escape Artist, Chapter 1

In search of the life we all agree is so desirable—art, romance, freedom!

The Escape Artist, Chapter 2

Joanna Walsh

The Escape Artist, Chapter 3

Joanna Walsh

The Escape Artist, Chapter 4

Joanna Walsh

The Family Artist

He tossed her over his head like a ballerina, one rough hand on each hip.

The Far Side of the Moment

X wants, but Y gets in the way: the equation of desire and obstacle.

The Food Chain

He said, every night you close the store, I watch you walk to your car.

The Garden of Eden at Twenty-Five

It’s not clear that Hemingway completely knew what he was doing.

The Glory of Their Fame

Darla has come to the monument to fight against her mind.

The Goodbyes

The dead and alive who we will never see again but in dream or memory.

The Gospel of Guy No-Horse

No-Horse sucked his lips, imagined the taste of the white girls’ hips.

The Grey Dawn

Sitting beside a heap of steaming dung I felt in great poetic form.

The Heart Is Oil

The mirror will flow and the heart will set like glass in the frame of his bones.

The Hidden Torture Cells of Bolivia

After days of torture in secret prisons, they were about to let him go.

The Importance of Doing Nothing

I can already feel the stone’s resistance as I work the first pass.

The Internet

I’ve sinned. Cannot be saved. He was a child. Surely he went to heaven.

The Joy of Writing and Other Poems

Lying in wait, set to pounce on the page, are letters up to no good.

The Kingfisher

When she passes you, her name is a bright blue phrase on your tongue.

The Land of Five Rivers

My mother’s city and I were both named after an assassinated king.

The Leash

He was frightened, a creature no more or less unbound by time than I am.

The Legacy of the Mayflower Landing

Americans didn’t invent courage, but we are no strangers to it.

The Lesson of the Master

The true Lesson of the Master is, simply, to husband one’s own stupidity.

The Lives of Philosophers

He cannot imagine the shape his life would take without her.

The Loneliness of Fireworks

If I also could be lifted into the sky, I’d wish to be blown apart.