• To Be Alone With You
  • Chicago
  • Casimir Pulaski Day
  • Jacksonville
  • John Wayne Gacy, Jr.
  • Concerning the UFO Sighting Near Highland, Illinois
  • The Dress Looks Nice on You
  • The Man of Metropolis Steals Our Hearts
  • For the Widows in Paradise, for the Fatherless in Ypsilanti
  • The Seer's Tower
  • A Short Reprise for Mary Todd, Who Went Insane, But for Very Good Reasons
  • Should Have Known Better
  • All the Trees of the Field Will Clap Their Hands
  • Prairie Fire That Wanders About
  • Futile Devices
  • Niagara Falls
  • The Predatory Wasp of the Palisades Is Out to Get Us!
  • Henney Buggy Band
  • The Only Thing
  • Decatur, or, Round of Applause for Your Stepmother!
  • Abraham
  • Death with Dignity
  • Let's Hear That String Part Again, Because I Don't Think They Heard It All the Way Out in Bushnell
  • Holland
  • Out of Egypt, Into the Great Laugh of Mankind, and I Shake the Dirt From My Sandals as I Run
  • Romulus
  • A Good Man Is Hard to Find
  • Come on! Feel the Illinoise!
  • In the Devil's Territory
  • Size Too Small
  • They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From the Dead!! Ahhhh!
  • No Shade in the Shadow of the Cross
  • Seven Swans
  • Riffs and Variations on a Single Note for Jelly Roll, Earl Hines, Louis Armstrong, Baby Dodds, and the King of Swing, to Name a Few
  • Sister
  • We Won't Need Legs to Stand
  • I Walked
  • Flint (For the Unemployed and Underpaid)
  • He Woke Me Up Again
  • Too Much
  • All of Me Wants All of You
  • Fourth of July
  • The Upper Peninsula
  • The Transfiguration
  • Vesuvius
  • Tahquamenon Falls
  • Say Yes! to M!ch!gan!
  • Drawn to the Blood
  • The Black Hawk War, or, How to Demolish an Entire Civilization and Still Feel Good About Yourself in the Morning, or, We Apologize for the Inconvenience But You're Going to Have to Leave Now, or...
  • Alanson, Crooked River

What the water wants is hurricanes,
and sailboats to ride on its back.
What the water wants is sun kiss,
and land to run into and back.
I have a fish stone burning my elbow,
reminding me to know that I'm glad
that I have a bottle filled with my old teeth.
They fell out like a tear in the bag.
And I have a sister somewhere in Detroit
She has black hair and small hands.
And I have a kettledrum
I'll hit the earth with you.
And I will crochet you a hat.
And I have a red kite;
I'll put you right in it.
I'll show you the sky
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