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Oysters

Eating a raw oyster is like exchanging a soul kiss with the sea.

Packing Out

The danger was my own carelessness, and now I was waist deep in it.

Pageantry, Intrigue, Contemplation, Mystery

When we wake up, the five windows and the French door are full of light.

Pain Management

I’m trying to decide if I’m too cold to be curious, when the box meows.

Palm Court

He thought of the love that had filled the great central chamber of his life.

Paper Boats

Another girl like an origami crane, given to a reckless boy who unfolds it.

Paper Pledges

Even in death, my mother had to make things difficult for me.

Papi

The only stories we tell ourselves are the ones we need to survive.

Paradise

Instead of stained glass, give us an oil slick on the New Jersey turnpike.

Parallel Universe

It was here—over the highway—where my mother got confused.

Parasols

The beer and the kissing and the lateness of the hour had got to me.

Patchwork Elephant

This kind of childhood stuck with a person, twisted things up.

Peaches

We were lying on the grass, sharing a joint. The sun was radiant.

People (Interlude)

She was wanting to be noticed as a person not wanting to be noticed.

Per Ardua Ad Astra

His name is Lloyd. He lives on Percival. He’s super creepy.

Perfect for Any Occasion

A pie can’t go to college, work hard for the grades, two jobs on the side.

Perfume River

He does not dare to ask the question flaring in his head. Will she stay.

Perishables

Chuck had a grin, but Mike kept his eyebrows raised, very curious.

Pheasant Hunting

He was getting a divorce. I was married with two teenage children.

Phone Cards

Doctor, he devoted. When she poorly, he bring her mint tea in bed.

Photo Found on a Dead Man’s Phone

A field. No clouds. Tall grasses bend toward the foreground.

Pierre Rivière Spectacular 05

The citizens of Aunay believed Pierre Rivière batshit, dimwitted.

Pietà

The church was clearly the work of a madman driven crazy by the wind.

Pimp

In my eyes is the flame of the adolescent he wants to hire.

Pineapple

Lucy Liu, you show me I can come to fruition and yellow on my own terms.

Pity

Once I took it in my mouth, I had to admit pity tastes like sandwiches.

Plagiarism

You think I couldn’t write it because I look like a mechanic, I said.

Plutonium

I wanted just to like chemistry, because my teacher hailed from Georgia.

Poem Begun During Separation but Completed in Union

you here and these words also here meeting in your shared beauty

Poem in the Contemporary Manner

Why don’t we just get drunk and walk down the middle of Fifth Avenue.