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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 Nose

The Only Way Out Is Through

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

The Orangutan

Sneaking was one thing, entering a bar with a someone else’s ID another.

The Painted Veil

Kitty reached the age of twenty-five and was still unmarried.

The Palace of the People

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

The Perfect Couple

It had been four weeks and five days since she confronted him.

The Phone Rings

Once she had loved him. When had she stopped? She did not know.

The Pink Door

The little door would appear in my mind’s eye, except that now it was ajar.

The Poem Is the Story

Sometimes a story is like a beehive. Sometimes an idea is like a poem.

The Poet

I know quite well that I’m still a beginner and have a long way to go.

The Portrait of What Is Not There

The noiseless trees, the insentient breezes that are not there.

The Prayer Book

I thought fleetingly he might give it to me, as he knew I wanted it.

The Promised Land

She must know she was a mistake, what they call now a surprise.

The Psychic’s House

Meghan Dunn

The Rage of the Squat King

What would make a sane person want to watch such blood sport?

The Rembrandt

One felt all the poor lady’s barriers were falling save her manner.

The Rescue

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

The Resemblance of the Enzymes of Grasses to Those of Whales Is a Family Resemblance

This morning I watched two elephants dance the boogie-woogie.

The Rock

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

The Romance of Elsewhere

If you want to know what to write, ask yourself what obsesses you.

The Royal Reykjavík Sex Tour

We were in a play about affection. We were in a play about sex.

The Salaryman

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

The Saltcutter’s Wife

The pain lithified to numbness, and she recalled the time of his courtship.

The Same Inside

We talked. She was the same inside as I am, from the same kind.

The Saturday Morning Institute of Human Survival

The first time the world demanded more of me, I was twenty-nine.

The Sea Pebble

The people with pebbles go home to frolic under the detritus of the day.

The Second-Worst Rug My Father’s Ever Seen

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

The Secret Agent