| 0 | I am a Selenologist |
| 0 | Covered with builder loom |
| 0 | Repose, to her, resembled death |
| 0 | The gentle glide of love |
| 0 | Nerves that run in loops |
| 0 | The depth of pores the reckless teems the leaks the spores |
| 0 | Enough for pratting on |
| 0 | The frothy brilliance of what belongs to us |
| 2 | Bird whisk |
| 0 | Compelling contradictions |
| 0 | Cremations thick as salted stones |
| 0 | Timeless tinsel sea |