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Darla has come to the monument to fight against her mind.

Lust was just a frenzy of activity that had mostly led Benny in circles.

Jennifer Egan’s A Visit From the Goon Squad wins Pulitzer Prize.

I found myself wondering what her life had been in her widowhood.

We’ve tried, but it seems it is in the stars for us to hate each other.

At straight-up noon, the honeymoon was ruined, one day in.

I have three girls from my previous marriages, but she beats them all.

The blood had been soaked up in sawdust—“this is hell.”

There in front of the house was his son’s ratty old Thunderbird.

It was on a mid-June morning that the stranger first called.

“He’s a mad dog on a chain. You don’t stick your fingers in his mouth.”

The face of love is a poem I am writing in an air-conditioned room.

He whispers words that sound as miraculous as the skinned fish of the clouds my father writhed like pentecostal snakes while he drove drunk

She was no man’s dark dream, only a girl forced to swim half-clothed.

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

He only told the world what the world wanted to hear from a guy who graduated from Harvard.

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

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

Part of me wished I’d never tried heroin. The rest wanted to be high.

I saw it on her face that day, a look like her heart would drift into the sky.

“I hope the scumbag rots in jail,” he yelled into the quiet night.

If your father were here, he wouldn’t put up with your insolence.

By chance you saw. So much had become chance in your life.

Far below, the right fielder circles and stares, mitt raised to the sky.

In the rooms you picked up what you liked, like shells on a beach.

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

It almost makes you cry, to know that you are no longer needed.

I hear myself giving advice in my father’s voice: Take the emotion out.

Chase Twichell

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