Poetry – Page 298

in the lunchroom nearest to the red house no-0ne says al hamra ( anymore ), unless, perhaps, princesa, specimens distract her

I stood reciter of the fear thus gone y llover segun los llanos

therefore trigonom astream here goes cognitoes into it, and from

any floe to Chukchi manifest foolscap or sudoku two laps all two

taut, now then, very easily as weaving maid of Siletz, and, shall I stay as bow? if windblown