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Neighborly Favors

I promised to return, but secretly I dreamed of staying in America.

Nick and Nora’s Day at Sea

Gresham’s law. Stupid talk chases smart talk out of circulation.

Nina Simone Explains Delusions to John Roberts

We called for the dead dog because toddlers do not understand death.

Nocturne

I’d make a tub of mud to keep live crabs. I’d refill it daily.

Northern California

Teams spend days surveying the damage and label me a mess.

Occupied

Riding back from her studio, Ivy thought, I’ll just stop for a minute.

Occupy City Hall Sketchbook

On June 23rd, activists set up camp at New York City Hall.

Oceanside

You could take your pick from an array of rebellions to consider.

Odessa, Mon Amour

He wrote and rewrote endlessly, and rose at night to reread pages.

Odessa, Odessa

It is a city of sea, sun, boulevards, strolling beauties, life-altering food.

Of Course Pliny Got Here First and Other Poems

Some asshole on a joyride in the outback runs her down, the emu.

Of God and His Enemies

Logic is such an elegant weapon; and religion, such an easy target.

Oh

Children, this is what a bad dream looks like, our teacher said.

Oil

I sometimes have to laugh because even now, as a middle-aged man.

On Good Resolutions

For my part, I do not want a Happy Christmas: I want a Merry Christmas.

On to Baghdad

He could see I was American, but I thought he was unlikely to harm me.

One of the Great Independents

When he died earlier this year an enormous hole was left in my life.

One Whose Soul the Titan Has Fashioned

You are with outsized footnotes that have tracked across the Internet.

One Year Later: What to Fear More

It began last spring / Flowers blooming like crazy / No balm to our fear

Oregon 1945

On a jet stream, unearthly, air can travel at hundreds of miles per hour.

Our Fairy Stories

Loss. That word echoed in my ears as my eyes ranged around the garden.

Outsider

The Bengalis negotiate their space with corrupt politicians and landsharks.

Own Weather

Indifferent day. Sparrow fretting for rain gathers grass and seeds.

Oysters

Eating a raw oyster is like exchanging a soul kiss with the sea.

Pale Blue Vein

It could be our baby. Her eyebrow, its perfect arc, the pale blue vein.

Paris in the Dark

After the password was given, the question remained. My name.

Partition

The fog’s sheen is a mirror: my mother sees the terrain of the future—

Passing and Other Poems

You can tell by the walls whoever lives here doesn’t want to be seen.

Performance Anxiety

The eyes of men were drawn, numb and automatic, to her youthfulness.

Photos from New Orleans

After moving, I began to look at the images and piece them together.