Part of my reluctance to write on citizenship is that as a poet, a worker in delicate, would-be-truthful language,...
This story may or may not end in Venice and in silent, unacknowledged tragedy but let it begin here,...
2011 I. In 2011 the world ended: I killed myself. On July 23, at 3:29 in the...
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