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Women & Menexpand_moreIt was our flesh with its deadly sweetness that led them on.
He told me that he knows a parent’s grief for a dead child.
I want you, you captive, delivered into each other’s territories.
It is cruel, this business of exile and divorce. I will not deny it.
Your hand on my nightgown, my soft places. I wish you wouldn’t do that.
Lie down & whisper all your careless dreams into my votive ear.
The waves have heard of you. How you caress, how you kiss.
Noelle, somewhere symphony number two listens to you breathing.
She possessed a quality that made one forget all shortcomings.
Gail Godwin
That year, the mail would arrive as white as warning, as flashing teeth.
The sloshed grownups had little to say to me. I loved it that I was alien.
No matter how much money there is, it can always just drain away.
Such longings: Errant. Verdant. To have a good time. And dream.
This skinny blonde steps on the stage in a skimpy Balinese costume.
From that day on, Sivaprakasam got embroiled in an ungodly mess.
My days pass through me as music through a thin, stretched wire.
Her anger was white and cold. It sent seams of ice through my heart.
She was here. She could not go on. It was the end—the end of the world.
Her knees seemed about to give way, and he quickly grabbed her elbow.
Walking on Canal Street, I slipped on the curb and fell on my face.
All of those feelings—you do not have them, they have you.
you cut through brush with the iron edge you push before you
Brod stopped her before she could fling the latte in Marcella’s face.
The day was beyond the reach of words like tragic and hilarious.
I thought how she must thrash with savage agility when she made love.
The barman emanated paranoia, the male customers sat introspecting.
Somehow my confession became a sharp knife I kept hidden in a drawer.
Your life is your own and then suddenly it belongs to someone else.
