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This box is full of wires, energy that moves in ways I can hardly fathom.

Interviewer said he had no intention of stealing anything from Subject.

I wondered if the coyotes and deer were mourning the loss of Steve.

Let those shadows sift the spirits of their children from the silt.

I reach in, blind hand finds what I’ve already seen, only one front foot.

and there I was five-foot-four and most way old enough to drive

The raven cocked its black eye, dipped its beak in the red pool.

Who cared about a whiff of male exertion and motor oil? Not Lana.

home is his hands, our bowls, so many gay fridge magnets.

The house is full of houseguests and they’re giving Netflix a workout.

I’d done what no woman of my race and social station had ever done.

I was the man in her life. I know I’m different now. Now I’m a bird.

A friend said she hated the State of Israel because it killed her cat.

Someone says Jesus is bread. He is also suffering. He is like the Internet.

they released themselves so knowingly into the soft wet air

Charge the ground till it glitters. It was God’s pleading in that rink.

The irreversible ink stain breaking the face of whatever we skate on.

Instead of attunement, I was given a pair of size 6 Toughskins.

Frank Avery came into the kitchen. In his left hand he carried a .22 pistol.

Tonight’s moon has dropped its shawl. I’m in the yard again, waiting.

poor Larry. you never asked to be raised from your tomb.

Napoleon, who can say you don’t deserve my allegiance?

All my life, I’d been shy, and I wasn’t about to change that.

Horses in those days were celebrities in their own right.

The itch of hay dust was the unscratchable itch of desire.

When I speak and wave my arms, it sniffs the air and watches me.

Break me like bread. Take me apart. Strip each rib down to light.

Welcome, little citizen. Lend me your presence, and I’ll lend you mine.

His eyes, dark brown and unwavering as he delivered the details.

A goddam mean big sonofabitch boar rooted me in the stomach.