The one cashier is dozing— …
Alan R. Shapiro
The songs swept down from the northern steppes …
The two boys lean out on the railing …
Old court. Old chain net hanging in frayed links from the rim, …
The oldest sister, her two hands on the table, …
I lay back on the carpeted bottom step …
Over an edge of cloud the naked angel …
The present tense …
The gregarious dark is shifting …
Unwitting accomplice in the scheme of law …
What never comes when called. …
Up in the billboard, over old South Station, …
proceeds by chance …
Radiant child of Leto, farworking Lord Apollo, …
Water roared everywhere around us, yet from the bank …
Long scree of pill bottles …
There were two voices in the fever dream: …
Did you ever have a family? …
I walked from my house down Coolidge Street last night …
Extravagant sweep …