we observe the armistice
between our shadows
today,
we live in a world
of small things

Poetry

Yes! I want the whole world to know
I delight more in the kiss you throw
than in {Kim Kardashian’s} fellatio

Poetry

Gentle lady, do not sing
Sad songs about the end of love;
Lay aside sadness and sing,
How love that passes is enough.

Sing about the long deep sleep
Of lovers that are dead and how
In the grave all love shall sleep
Love is aweary now

– James Joyce

Poetry

the I is a by-light
a grievance by a wild fire
the grammar of layered time

Philosophy

An earlier version of this obituary misstated the name of Mr. Hoagland’s first poetry collection. It is “Sweet Ruin,” not “Sweet Rain.”

Poetry

“You are colonizing a place in my mind that i didn’t know existed before, so, can i call it home?”

Poetry