Under Thunder and Fluorescent Light

The Sky's the Ground, the Bombs Are Plants, and We're the Sun, Love

An Address That Was to Skip Ahead of the Gallop of Its Own Sperm and Eggs and Wait for Itself in the Future: Letter to 2096

Meet Me in the Space They Stare at Leaving Their Seat During a Show

It Takes a Million Years to Become Diamonds So Let's Just Burn Like Coal Until the Sky's Black

The 1st Our Lady of Burning Thorns

O, When My Lady Comes

The 2nd Perpetuate the Beautiful

And Third and Youngest Unnamed