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Snapshots of My Brother

We’re all trying, in our own ways, to parse what we may have done wrong.

Something Left Behind

On this small island, everyone knows who comes, especially who goes.

Something Lost

Mr. Holt had grown old since Beverly last saw him. He looked weary.

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens her first rose

Spot the Stations

When I wasn’t teaching social studies, I basically lived on my balcony.

Stealing Time

Maybe all of it was possible. Maybe it all could work out.

Strangers

It was half the Spanish he knew—stop, I have a shotgun.

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.

Terminal Depression: Is It Just Me?

I want to dispute that depression is by definition pathological.

Testament

The ego with which we began filters away as love accumulates below.

The Adventure of the Illustrious Client

Both Sherlock Holmes and I had a weakness for the Turkish bath.

The Aphorisms of Henry Adams

The woman who is known only through a man is known wrong.

The Art of Becoming a Citizen: A Meditation

It begins on the sunny morning of November 14, 1960.

The Awakening

For the first time in her life she stood naked in the open air.

The Beginnings of a Storm

It’s a mistake to be here, he thinks, but he doesn’t turn around.

The Best of Death

“I’m not afraid of death; I just don’t want to be there when it happens.”

The Blue Hotel

“I suppose there have been a good many men killed in this room.”

The Book of Light

She is a stalk, exhausted. She will surround these bones with flesh.

The Brother

He held a screwdriver to the fleshy underside of Peggy’s neck.

The Captain’s Roses

In that instant, Niel lost one of the most beautiful things in his life.

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 Crossing

The underworld reached out for your hand and found payment.

The Delinquents

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

The Departure

“I can’t hold it any longer. I have to pee,” I finally confessed to Viola.

The Docent

The flail is raised high, back bent in echo of the boys’ backs.

The Egg

The End of Life

He thinks with joy and conviction that the Japanese are his enemy.