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The doll was small, about a foot long, with a cloth body and a 1920s-style, plastic Kewpie face. She was pitch-black like the new moon.



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Landscape photo of the ocean with an overcast sky, and a dolphin's back rising from the surface.

A Dubious Triangle

Much to consider. / Foam in /
the hot, deep bath kisses my bitten nails.


A watering can pours down over a small garden.

Self Portrait with Rain

But, /
somewhere: dawn and the hum of hollowing /
seeds planted in dry weather, like a sigh /
or shout or song for when the sky /
breaks open and gives out /
something kinder than light.


You Will Identify My Body By Ear

I heard you cursing me, / telling me you loved me, in the same breath. / Know they noted my last words— / Don’t tell the kids.


Abundant, Useless, & Utterly Mine.

I have never been able to afford a dress that did not smell like death. /
Even the moths lust for cashmere instead of polyester.