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Sympathy

She was thinking about what she would say when the time came.

Syrinx and Other Poems

They need to be named, loved, then unnamed to be seen once more.

Takotsubo Syndrome

I thought that proved he blamed me. I thought they all did.

Tangier

What better place to write the great American novel than North Africa?

Tankas

My children, children, remember to let me go, delete my number.

Target Fixation

I grip the handlebar and pin my eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable crash.

Tell Me in Italian

She pulls quickly on her cigarette and blows it at me through the phone.

Testament

It was comforting to see her suffer the way we suffer, hollowed out.

That Summer, with Horses

My father was at an awful disadvantage in a sport where cunning is a virtue.

The Animals and Other Poems

What my father and I destroyed, I take back—kneeling, among the shells.

The Arms of Saturday Night

“were all here pregaming. at my dads apt. Wher the duck are u.”

The Arrest

No one answered. I turned to his parents. My stomach felt on fire.

The Baby Survives

Raw, glistening—god’s design. Her newborn flesh-on-the-bone.

The Bathroom Wall Says: Women

It comes as no surprise that everything is flying toward one point.

The Bedwarmer

Anytime I drifted off I wished to wake up against a cold, silent body.

The Child-Who-Was-Tired

The Children and Other Poems

Some women have all the tit out hip out flat of the hand & tone of voice.

The Church of Abundant Life

“Ki-Tae the famous pastor,” Jae says to her. “Can you believe life.”

The Clean-Out

I felt that this maternal oblivion could be the rest of my life.

The Crazing of the Lagniappe

A gift tells you who you are and what you’re not in the eyes of others.

The Delinquents

You don’t feel anything when they cut you, not at first, just the blood.

The Dishwashing Women

“You think you know me,” the girl spat back, locking eyes with Esiha.

The Dog

Each harbored a sense that a family of three was not a real family.

The Double Zero

The Dress

Despite seeing the other knockoffs, I hoped my dress would be perfect.

The Egg

The Empire of Night

We looked at each other beneath a London sky, on a Zeppelin night.

The Fate of Others

“She was breakable, and I probably knew it from the start.”

The First People on Mars and Other Poems

You can always tell the military folk by their even stance, their steady gaze.

The First Time and Other Poems

I told kids I didn’t feel a thing there anymore, but it was a lie.