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The Musician

She accused her husband with great drama of having destroyed her life.

The N

Ron Carlson

The Night Before

I hadn’t even tried. I was one of the few kids D.A.R.E. had worked on.

The Night I Watched My Twelve-Year-Old Brother Get Cuffed & Taken from Our Home, Tearing Up, Saying: “I Didn’t Do It!”

Of course he escaped. He would be the one. My legendary brother.

The Only Time We Think of It Is When It’s No Longer There

No fountains to quench the thirst between rounds of tag.

The Only Way Out Is Through

Derek was holding a gun. The barrel was pointed at his own temple.

The Order They Died In

It was a Saturday night in November when his diagnosis finally came.

The Pattern of the Scatter

She is eight years old and doesn’t recognize the word divorce.

The Recording Angel

Years they sought her, whose crew left on the water a sad Welsh hymn.

The Reds

The moment in your drunk when you become rich! A connoisseur.

The Rock

She had a situation where she’d lost her driver’s license for speeding.

The Rotten Ones

We chose to stay in the brutality of that night, even as the girls walked away.

The Shortstop

I understood that for us there would be no mourning the shortstop.

The Silence Here Owns Everything

When he kisses me, my heart flutters in my chest like swarming bees.

The Spaniel

After nearly a year of dating, I never stopped thinking of that other boy.

The Strength of Fields

He was warm that way, always tender, and maybe that’s the worst part.

The Town That Believed Wolf

Surely a million mothers and school teachers can’t be entirely wrong.

The Tracks

No parent has yet been born who can save a child from childhood.

The Visitor

“Hey, you look lost,” the hunter had said. “You better come with me.”

The Widening

Spanish men. They whispered and whistled. It made her jumpy.

The Woman in the Rose-Colored Dress

My mother and I remained apart. My father came late to the party.

The Women

She asked, “What’s the weirdest thing you can do with your body?”

Theory of Everything and Other Poems

My books, I can hardly read them, they make so much sense.

This Is How It Goes

Love speaks in silence, on behalf of lovers too tired for words.

This Kind of Girl

She looks down the street for Scott’s truck. He’s late but so is she.

Thistles

Before he started spraying he would hand her the mask to put on.

Three Poems

David Lee

Three Poems

My mother is queen of buttons. She shows off the prized ones.

Three Poems

Nothing likes to be abandoned, no one likes to be compared.

Three Stages of Amazement

Charlie wasn’t Lena’s first love, but he counted on being her last.