Benoît Pioulard - Like There's Nothing Under You

The Gilded Fear That Guides the Flow

Shut-Ins on Sunday See

The Very Edge of Its Flame

That Wounded Weathered

As Would a Weaver

Initial B.P.

So Etched in Memory

Of Everything That Rhymes

With No Advantage

And Relent

An Image Apart from Ourselves

Under the Break Arch

A Shade of Celadon

Whose Palms Create

Is in Its Clearest Form

Кукла колдуна

Мёртвый Анархист

Лесник

По барам

Хищница

Прыгну со скалы

Dance Monkey

Девочка, танцуй

Птичка

Никто

МАЛИНОВАЯ ЛАДА

Где прошла ты

Komarovo

Дурак и молния

Алёшка