Potential Titles: John Gallaher

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However quiet you refuse to be - John Gallaher "Advice to Passengers"

A backdrop of black velvet and rhinestones - John Gallaher "And the Moon on Its Stem Will Steal You Away"

Debris falling back to earth - John Gallaher "And the Moon on Its Stem Will Steal You Away"

Hiding in the underbrush with hopes - John Gallaher "And the Moon on Its Stem Will Steal You Away"

Luminol was her favorite color - John Gallaher "And the Moon on Its Stem Will Steal You Away"

A wolf on the horizon making a movie - John Gallaher "And the Moon on Its Stem Will Steal You Away"

A shipwreck playing across me - John Gallaher "And the Moon on Its Stem Will Steal You Away"

Pouring sugar into my cup - John Gallaher "And the Moon on Its Stem Will Steal You Away"

The limitations of structure - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: I"

Invent some muses and invoke them - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: I"

Or we can play the forgetting game - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: I"

So the world continues around two corners - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: I"

Parts into halls and ridges - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: I"

All of us suddenly disappearing - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: II"

They demand coins or laws - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: II"

The first one to an eighteen-wheeler accident - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: III"

Consider this a metaphor for something - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: III"

In order to be defined as empty - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: IV"

As museums keep calling out - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: IV"

We have these accidents in common - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: IV"

Dark behind the flaring particles - John Gallaher "In the Little Book of Guesses"

Twenty years ago and Tuesday - John Gallaher "In the Little Book of Guesses"

To break through the fragile borders - John Gallaher "My Life in Brutalist Architecture #1"

Unfold at the periphery of catastrophes - John Gallaher "My Life in Brutalist Architecture #1"

A recent abundance of acorns - John Gallaher "My Life in Brutalist Architecture #1"

Language springs from the land - John Gallaher "My Life in Brutalist Architecture #1"

Wind becomes spirit becomes ghost - John Gallaher "My Life in Brutalist Architecture #1"


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