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Beautiful Naked Women

Beautiful naked women turn up all over, 
in California they hide behind redwoods, 
in Paris they picnic on the grass. 
My doctor sends me a postcard of a plump nude

In My Father’s House | Rodello Hunter, House of Many Rooms

“Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent,” except that in this story all are innocent—innocent, and lovable, and representative of a tradition that is dying. Like Virginia Sorensen’s Where Nothing is Long…

The New Covenant

Bowed in the sacred ark on knees Of ophiolatry I have burned a virgin candleTo the desert flatness of my forehead and in curiousAttrition bent, arms stretched With spread palms down, leaving In the yet warm hardening seal Of…