Scamander looming
The general drift is a mere activity in a certain direction
Some people never know
Presentness is disgrace
Heaven's on fire
I write the songs
Place the abyss in the abyss
Root for the Uniform
The Reading Wars
That Feed Is Your Poem
Sometimes When We Touch
Context-Bound Grunts and Nods
"Land squared"
A Snake's Coils Are Even More Intricate Than a Mole's Burrow
Lead and Felt
Disintegrating forces
The Margins of a River
Keep out
Flavor of significance
Deserted cities of the heart
Posing with the flag
Something's Happening
Techniques of Self-Isolation
Strangers When We Meet
