From The Writing of an Hour, a poetry collection, which was published in March by Wesleyan University Press.

A bouquet of twigs and moss and a hard orange burst of flowers.
Everyone in the forest wore black clothing, like a uniform of darkness.

Bear-lin, or Bear’s den, or Burr-lin, and the bear at the door.

Toy trucks and other smalls hidden under a shirt. Passing window
view: Reichstag replica in porcelain and full of a wintery liquor;
everyone sleeps during the day, clothing is tight and purposeful. Each
street tells a sexy love story or a…