24 now

a line

almost 13

neat young man

boa

clay victories

dad

down at night

feeding time

full stop

foundling

fruity reflection/queened

high hokku

I, you and we

in Bruges

index

light under the skull

Lofoten

mom said

one look at the mirror

pungent

she had bought a negligee

over tea and coffee

the friar

Sinai

sleep off or out

tangled foliage

the falconer

the old mirror

the testing

them

voyage to the new world

watching the wall

wipe it meet me

without wires