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When he kisses me, my heart flutters in my chest like swarming bees.

Her bra is black, her breasts full and white. There is too much flesh.

We were young and lived wild lives in the delightful city of our sojourn.

In the backyard I submerge myself in a bathtub of soil, soak with the hose.

When people want to fake their death, which is often, it’s extremely easy to procure a corpse.

There was a shout, then a shot fired. I pressed the shutter again and again.

My brother stealing all the lightbulbs, my parents live without light.

Charlie wasn’t Lena’s first love, but he counted on being her last.

It is the night of whores and monsters, but without the killings.

Everyone has something lodged and jittering inside them.

What will we do without exile, and a long night that stares at the water?

She takes her hand to my scalp: eyes close as if tasting lemon cake.

Tanya jokes that she comes to the East Coast now only for funerals.

We could have everything and still be hurt.

The future was spread out for us to go in any direction we wanted.

You couldn’t believe what the rhododendrons do around here.

Ella knew she hadn’t hurt Sebastian, but she knew she’d betrayed him.

We’d never had a cross word, but I’d never corrected him.

There isn’t a nice Jewish boy in sight—not that I’m looking for one.

Dexter was unconsciously dictated to by his winter dreams.

won’t you celebrate with me that every day has tried to kill me

At first he was mortified. Another person harboured ill will towards him.

“O youth! The strength of it, the faith of it, the imagination of it!”