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It’s a small deposit, but I’m putting my faith in reincarnation.

In the story she was a dripping, chocolate-covered vamp.

You’re certain that they’re harmless, benign as a flock of founding fathers.

Take my hand, lead me by heart over the blind stepping-stones to the edge.

Protect your hands. You can always get by if your hands aren’t broken.

If dating taught Cory anything, it was that he needed an ex-wife.

Marie was Indian, and everything Indian required patience.

Children can be seen as worldly things, not as souls with broken mirrors.

I want him to remember me hanging on his crosshairs.

Silence, a weapon of choice, hung between them, cut through the air.

Now only the single syllable that is the beloved, that is the world.

They met on the app in April, shortly after her twenty-ninth birthday.

Oh, how did people do it? How did they find some way to be happy?

The first time she’d touched his body, it had been like going back in time.

Part of my desire to be in London related to its writers.

Those moments are all I want. I want a life of this. He sighs and I sigh.

Jennifer Haigh

Pushing by the man, he ran down the street towards the station.

“Can’t you see Hemingway’s having breakfast with his grandson?”

“Happy? Nabokov died yesterday, we all move up a notch.”

She’d do anything once, to know what it was like.

He’s an excellent student. It’s just that . . . he thinks ideas are real.

It’s other things than the like of you would make a person afeard.

Bodies, moths, destroyers. Fear like finding a bullet in a snowman.

I decide it’s as good a place as any to stop, pant & smell the roses—

We were alone in the world, and we had left dear ties behind us.

He picked up the knife I had there, and said he’d kill me if ever I told.

I realized you were my fourth love, and the system was always doomed.

Daofu was a cluster of lights bubbling up in the belly of a darkened plain.