Poems by Mary Jo Bang
The Medicinal Cotton Clouds Come Down to Cover Them by Mary Jo Bang
March 9, 2011
"Neck nape a curve becoming / infinite abyss extended to wish, wish, wish," — Mary Jo Bang
The Wake Was a Line and We Watched by Mary Jo Bang
October 13, 2010
“This thought leads straight / To the darkest thought: I miss home.” — Mary Jo Bang


