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She has a small solid mess of troubles she longs to upchuck.

We were assigned straight to the lion’s muzzle, the Sardasht front.

What is greater: the distance between these bodies, or their need?

When the thugs from the bank showed, up my father laughed.

I was free. The first step had been taken, and it was irrevocable.

There’s something I saw at the race meeting I can’t figure out.

May your wife remove her shirt and have an affair with a tornado.

At nineteen I lived for three months as an earnest cocaine addict.

I’ve wavered in confidence, but never on whether I was going to write.

Do we hunger after conflict as much as we hunger after justice?

It was the day I told a lie that would embarrass me for years to come.

I came to computers while trying to run away from literature.

I’m told that even during war, she took the time to put on lipstick.

Horses in those days were celebrities in their own right.

It’s wrong to say the lightning is pink is nothing other than to say it’s not.

Live Dangerously! If you get hurt, the suffering will bring a new being.

The library is inhabited by spirits that come out of the pages at night.

Over the air conditioner, she hears, unmistakable, the bleating of a siren.

You quickly find nothing interests people so much as themselves.

If you play, decide three things: the rules, stakes, and quitting time.

The summer Victor died, his dad spoke to no one but the canaries he kept.

All that existed was Louisa’s beauty—or Khin’s refashioning of it.

Men can’t sense like that. Or won’t. Even a father don’t dare get that close.

I watched to see how the others lived, not knowing I was the Other.

My wife had time to form a thought: I have killed my daughter.

Though I’ve never killed anything myself, I’ve been complicit.

I make peas and argue with a wall. Something gets stuck like that.

Some goals: stop buying jeans. Stop being angry at mom/dad/sister.

The graffiti suggests the most essential story of New Haven.