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Choir Practice

Betsy recoiled, understanding instinctively what was to come.

Choteau

People only see that side of him. He is still a boy, learning to be a man.

Claddagh

I stood there, wishing the ground would open up and swallow me.

Clearing the History and Other Poems

I wanted to forget my parents’ slow dying together in Ohio.

Close

I have already begun the life-long work of hating my father.

Commis

Bo could live with his contradictions. They were what made him whole.

Convector

The school’s committed to an all-sterile facility by the year 2025.

Conversations You Have at Twenty

A high roller gave her money to stay in his room for the weekend.

Daddy’s Girl

“It’s out of the question. It’s a waste of your time. And my money.”

Daffodils

She wondered if tomorrow would fill her with so strange a stirring.

Dancing Cheek to Cheek

I was tracing my finger along his hoodied back, to draw the route.

Day of the Refugios

The places in between places are like countries themselves.

Dear America

My grandfather has a space where the tip of his thumb should be.

Dear America

He didn’t come to arrive, he came to go, and yet that didn’t matter.

Dear America

Soon I will walk up those same back steps the police took by force.

Dear America

Debt

Ira and Ada are stepsiblings. Within a month they were sleeping together.

Destined

As Ilya sauntered back toward us, I saw a boy with nothing to lose.

Do I Know You?

She had instinct for seeing what she could make happen.

Do You Have a Name?

You knelt down to kiss her, avoiding, of course, the wound at her brow.

Do You Speak Persian?

Every step I’ve taken has been from one tongue to another.

Dodge

I wanted to tear away at the fabric of my pants, dig open my skin.

Drills

There are elephants in the hall looking for their mothers.

Early Cartography

You locate the green outline of the state your cousins are inside of now.

Eastwood and Other Poems

I am determined to praise my particular world, so I must praise you.

Eight Stories, Based on a True Life

Ellie

Just some wine, Ellie told herself. Just to prove she wasn’t chicken.

Eminent Domain

He was regarded as a visionary and a fool in almost equal measure.

Emo, 2005

Here we were, seventeen, trapped by the sheer number of bodies.

Eulogy

“People think Sean is a screwup. I want them to know him as I do.”