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I told you that I called out a name from sleep, and it was yours. Funny how the mind keeps flowing its direction, niggling fronds, then under fronds: it won’t leave me alone, but continues to say what might be feelings, but I...

Like a windstorm I’ve ravaged a body and it is mine, sometimes words soak in me like rain, sometimes I use them with another but after small talk on the piazza, we went separate ways. O, booths, lanes, empty houses, I cannot...

It’s back, as if I get another chance, this           coursing wind, ripping leaves, swaying limbs as if a seizure, striving           to have its way. Like being given another chance to get it right,           because you...