Black aperture: poems

I. Trajectory

After suicide

The orange leaves

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The wave

And God said,

I am not a poem

Tom Black

Field with whales

After suicide

In whoever's hotel room this is

Vacation cage

Monet as a verb

We're not the stars, we're what's between them

Seed

Chekhov's gun

II. Elegy in X parts

III. Outgoing

Land O' Lakes

A poem in which leaves again figure prominently

Burial

Aperture

The moon

Notlove poem for the fence at the end of the field

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Phone

An uncertain prayer

Your body is a temple is a body again

O cremulator

After suicide

Reverse suicide

A horse grazes in my shadow.