I am writing a whole chapbook—30 poems!—in a day to benefit the vital work of National Bail Out; “People who are incarcerated cannot practice social distancing inside a cage.” I’m sharing half of these poems right on this page, after which I’ll be turning these 30 poems into a chapbook.
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Select Poems
Poem 4: I find your joints lovely, frankly
Poem 11: an ode to your excavatum
Poem 12: an ode to the little crease beneath your bottom lip
Poem 13: an ode to being bedbound with you across the hall
Poem 14: the crematorium is going
