Sylvie of the Stone Stoop and other poems.

Sylvie of the Stone Stoop I talk with Sylvie of the stone stoop as her hand digs around in the Cheetos bag for crumbs and her bare feet swaddled in socks made entirely of dirt trace circles in the pea rocks The humidity is already buzzing every insect in the county on a breezeless breathless …

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