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Typhoon

The world seemed newly made and filled with a frightening silence.

Uncle Peter

Craig Bueltel

Under the Pitons

Life is a dream, he thought. Something she knew and I didn’t.

Unemployed

An idea surfacing—a crack of orange teeth. As if a ceiling disappears.

Up Up and Away

I tried to cheer my brother up by reminding him all clowns die too.

Upon Asking the Cashier at Kroger to Scan That Old Tattoo of a Barcode on My Forearm

Turns out my body’s a dollar sweet potato, her screen said.

Vera

Morie Johnson was successful. I am not a hooker. I am only a thief.

Victoria

I’m covetous of my worldly neighbor. And he’s not accommodating.

Victoria

I drank every night until late and drew earth-shaking conclusions.

Vodka on Ice

Cerberuses ran in packs, terrorizing drunks who fell in the snow.

Wanderer in a Foreign Country

She fell out of her own composition, fell and landed flat on her face.

Water for New Delhi

“You know what they say about
free health care. It costs money.”

We Rise Up

The man said in a hard voice, “I wanna fuck you, little Indian girl.”

Welfare

A small circle of friends and family babysat so she could go to school.

When I Knew Stephen Crane

If he could not evade a serious question by a joke, he bolted.

When I Lose and Other Poems

Re: murdering democracy, oiling the shore, shearing the rain forest.

When My Alabama

there is no place on this earth I can run from my own prejudice

Where the Rubber Meets the Road

The onus is on you, because you care about your car and your life.

White Space

We can be naked in black light, the smell of unwash and old pot.

Why Wane, Why Not Wax?

Make It Big, all return and rhythm, a groove that plays to the center.

Willamette Shipyard Blues

Oh they pay me well. I make a small fortune. Yes they pay me well.

Winter Dreams

Dexter was unconsciously dictated to by his winter dreams.

Wise as Serpents

The Nazis are training some of their storm-troopers here in America.

Year of the Great Voyage

Our eyes searched for the island, but ahead there was only overcast.

You Are Merely Part of This

You’ve seen her almost every day, going to and from the gardens.

You Don’t Miss Your Water (’Til the Well Runs Dry)

We began to obsess over water, where it came from, where it was going.