Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Kolkata.

Goats of Empire.

Lovers.

Dark Horse.

Split flap.

The fingers in your glove.

Yeah, I know, but I’ve been busy over yonder, epic-wise. Look! New chapbook day! Again!

No. 36: so powerfully strong
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Okay Now.

Planetary thresholds.

Degeneracy

Highland Theater.

Mexican Gender.

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: “Mass”

the Great Work

Mars, or, Misunderstanding

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