Singing with all my skin and bone

Come my love and I'll tell you a tale

Singing with all my skin and bone

A perdition of salt

Cold as the moon

I tell thee all, I can no more

Across the seam

Dispatches from a hole in the world

Event horizon

The horse latitudes

All the literati keep an imaginary friend

Love letters to things lost and gained

Momento mori

The cold death of Papa November

So sharp that blood must flow

Tell me how all this (and love too) will ruin us

Love in the time of vivisection

A shadow on the sky

It is healing, it is never whole

The throat is deep and the mouth is wide.