By two o’clock the snowstorm had begun its diagonal attack on windows overlooking East 7th. Inside, low hum of the fridge. Hard to tell
He said he saw a deer dragging barbed wire, its mouth white with foam, its eyes dim. And I had little to offer, so
From far away, you see the awful truth of me and do not flinch. How unpleasant all these years to be warehouse for my
I know you’ve seen this all along. This has nothing to do with the way the earth gathers beneath fingernails. You’ve been watching the