1. At 5 am there is no song in the black window. The stage before the performance and after. 2. I want to translate
From Phrasebook for the Pleiades, winner of the 2012 Cider Press Review Book Award The last ferry leaves and I watch it become a
Before the cake there were eggs and flour. I sang as I beat one egg into another to make a yellow foam. Back to
don’t know the difference between a rock and a hard place because it’s all rocks and hard places all sweat and moans to no