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I will tell you about the sick. They are ruthless, they are like Attila.

I drank every night until late and drew earth-shaking conclusions.

Today the game was to try to catch one of the cats in a pillowcase.

Bear: You were a good ranger, walking carefully between the trees.

Dogs electrocuted, set on fire. What buys the right to drown a dog?

You couldn’t believe what the rhododendrons do around here.

Severe knobs of head and tail: one a horn of venom, the other masked.

Her mother is a locked door with another door behind it.

I wonder if those tiny computers in pigeons’ brains ever crash?

You live in this country, you put up bars, you train your dogs to snarl.

Get all of it. Set up the shots. Get beautiful stuff and get the ugliness.

Mama would say beware of the little flaws that make one homely.

She always came back with her lipstick smeared all over her mouth.

We pull up alongside the great body. The fin marks the spot.

Bright rot laces the air, light sharpens each leaf. On our way to fallow, fire.

You need to teach these cows to meditate. To lose their bodies.

Her city, but no cats. Specks of color, no cloth.

It was spring: the field, a botanist’s mirage of wild flowers.

We are good at thinking we can stay. We are good at finding hurt.

Design a way to kill those rats, and do it now, Fiori, do it now.

I wouldn’t know what to do with the body, gills pumping like an accordion.

it’s hard not to be obsessed with your own shadow I don’t tell him

She had yellow cat eyes that she insisted were also blond.

The next time we made love, I looked for the fox looking down at me.

A whippoorwill called, a lonely voice among the cedars.

The lion was still near them, stalking. Crazed against its cautionary nature.

Across sage flats, tundra, and bleeding hearts, she escapes.

Blame the juncos outside. Sopranos in one tree, altos in another.

No one was awake and I was hungover young as clean as a piano.

You have your apron on under your coat. We’ve got each other.