Orange peels, burned letters, the car lights shining on the grass, …
Jean Valentine
A woman ladder leans …
Never ran this hard through the valley …
He was shoveling sand …
Hurt, hurtful, snake-charmed, …
The hornet holds on to the curtain, winter …
Child …
I lay down under language …
You who I don’t know I don’t know how to talk to you …
When I first heard you on the phone …
The helicopter, …
In my sleep: …
Coming east we left the animals …