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There in the trees, swinging from branch to branch, they saw Pete.
The cottage stood as a metaphor for what she wanted out of life.
In time the squirrel who was my friend is my friend no longer.
It was as if my dead husband was flowing within me now, like blood.
The day holds a cup of milk and sits on the couch, legs tucked up.
“I can’t die, I don’t want to die, I love life,” Prince Andrei thought.
In exchange for our labor, we would each be given a new set of clothes.
The flail is raised high, back bent in echo of the boys’ backs.
Draw me a map of your agonies, all the missing rivers you dried.
It was cool and dark, azalea in bloom at the edge of the forest.
He thinks with joy and conviction that the Japanese are his enemy.
They dust off facts like diamonds that excel in perfection under a monocle.
What was he, twenty, no, twenty-two years younger than me.
Delighted to be there, celestial together, as high as you get.
Tirelessly her arm rose and fell, till the child at last fell at her feet.
Jennifer Egan’s A Visit From the Goon Squad wins Pulitzer Prize.
Lust was just a frenzy of activity that had mostly led Benny in circles.
The dead and alive who we will never see again but in dream or memory.
Hands that have waved farewell, sooner or later I will see them again.
Will you bless us, who are so in need of blessing? The world tires.
The mirror will flow and the heart will set like glass in the frame of his bones.
Pinned to the wall, it looks uncannily its own language, trick of the camera.
I’ve sinned. Cannot be saved. He was a child. Surely he went to heaven.
With no words to speak about our love, we’re each one more alone.
Lying in wait, set to pounce on the page, are letters up to no good.
Below, the kiss silently maneuvers our bodies closer to the rose bed.
Living as the last artist in Manhattan: it’s the ultimate test of commitment.
The letter both pleased and disturbed her. Why did he get in touch?
How shocking it was to discover these real things were not real.
