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Feast Day There’s a patron saint for everything. Nearly all the early ones were martyred. The world has always been this bloody. St. Justus…

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Sonnet For the Man Lingering in the Fields One evening in the open & symmetrical fields I watched a man driving the backhoe back…

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from Bus North Rural night—the lights off in the distance glint like forsythia petals scattered in a parking lot. Anticipation is an act of…

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Figure Study: Trinity Los Alamos National Laboratory, 1945 They taught them to care & not to care. The trick of battle lines & national…

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Thy Kingdom Come/ Thy Will be Done Hallowed be the name of thy children bagged & buried beneath snow the woman strangled in her…