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March 10, 2017 / barton smock


some recent poems:


I am looking for the mark on my body that will tell me how near I was to you when I fell asleep. we can’t know where touch has been. the third animal to which I pray

was it always


[ark and herd]

dreams my dialect coach never had. birth and the boring outcomes of immediacy. oh grief, the first to mourn the fast learner. it’s your story, but you can’t name it resurrection, your spacecraft, without considering the mortality of your audience. I sleep crooked while watching ugliness. I love my brother like a leg but he brings to choir exit music for nomads. what does god think of the future? we carry the virus that killed our ghost.



alerts god
I’m not


some recent reviews, reflections, for/of others:

~ They Were Bears, by Sarah Marcus ~

~ The Crown Ain’t Worth Much, by Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib ~


most recent self-publications:

surprise for me a crow:

hick lore rabbit hole:


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