PREVIOUS TENANTS
Vancouver Special
when i sent the shape of a cat
into the room
i meant it as leaves, as a swirl of leaves
that's why I opened the curtain
a last ruby dog on fire in the pan
cambie fog
two mattresses pushed together
drag me under you, skin-deep
grey as a niagara water stain
what is crow: archeology or a failure of light?
type at the street level window, unable to afford
the last place on earth
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