Author Archives: Timothy P. Schilling
Flippy little columns of steam
The ambitious boil their eggs.
Under construction
Where’s Wally?
My aunt asked me once
What do you do when it rains?
The perfect season of Wichita State
When the hoop chased the ball
and scooped it like a fish
again and again
That sweet peaceable life
just out of reach
Living in the country in the city
bird on the roof
weed in the crack
clay in the brick
seed in the mind
The martyrdom of Sebastian
Please, please, beating heart of the world
I am sunk like sorrow
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