Boys’ sky
The nonplussed skull
Who is fencing in or out
what I may ask or don’t
The gulch
Cross before which we sat in silence
What we know
Window there
The eternal regret and apologia
I didn’t mean to be mean!
Saving the world
Vigil moon
Prayer for Ash Wednesday
Please, my soul
has gotten rotten.
Help me, Lord,
to heal it true.
Utrecht Journal 