I love these. Your poems are always very poignant; they have a certain je ne sais quoi that just makes them gorgeous. I don't know. Reading them is like holding a bubble, or something very fragile made of glass, it's special and you don't want to move too quickly or you'll break it.

I especially like the "you're in the files / you're in the frames." It's a simple statement but it says so much.

Agh agh agh. One of these years I'm going to walk into a bookstore and there will be a book of your poetry on a shelf there and I won't be even a tiny bit surprised. These are all beautiful.