tommy's lullaby

for our mothers

i'm sorry about last night

i bet you wish you had a brother who was as handsome as mine

no one is coming to save us

i prefer your statue to any mannequin

a dirge for krista joy

it feels like howard's mother's birthday

concrete blanket

for those we love(d)

captain alberti bundy (of the SS EZ Bell)

his first and last sounds

presha drove the mongols to it

Jorji

i wish to sleep but not wake

the girl in the polka dot dress

This Way to Oblivion

Ezra Bell

Farewell Griffin

You Go out and Dig