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What does it take for a woman like you to decide to do something?

So here’s the tale, the rumor of the body, and we have to tell it.

There was an intimacy to the sound that thrilled me.

Richard Bausch

Throwing the El Camino into drive, he roared down the mountain road.

The new generation doesn’t play war, which is a shame; they text.

The clock kept ticking, and the investors bailed out one by one.

When we move together in the dark I can almost get to him but I turn back.

Sometimes in sunlight the scar shines, skin smooth and tight.

On the swings in the park, a woman sounds an off-key minor chord.

If he was cheating on her, he was cheating on her paintings as well.

The voyage of the best ship is a zigzag line of a hundred tacks.

I saw myself, and for the first time, I didn’t look away.

Sarah let herself be guided by her desire, inescapable and true.

Of the sixteen elephants, one—a lady—completely took my heart.

I found it impossible to forget that we lived in a poor country.

The shapes called them bastard loads. The lazy creations of fools.

He’d reenlisted in ’64; he would not go home until the War was won.

“Hey, babe,” he said, breathing into the phone like a sex maniac.

This is the worst moment of her life, maybe of anybody’s life, ever.

“Make it look like you’re working on a nearby shelf,” Aunt Mary whispered.

In a job like that you see the dirty work of Empire at close quarters.

When I went to Scotland for a wedding, I didn't plan on firing a gun.

I try to get her to drink again. We were okay drunks, before Jesus.

He was living like a coyote, out on the margins. But then a letter came.

All my life, I’d been shy, and I wasn’t about to change that.

She imagines his clothes on the floor, his arms wrapped around her waist.

The band was amateur at best. It didn’t matter. People loved them.

I should look at what I’ve done. How loosely she let him come to me.

What did St. Teresa have in mind when she prayed to be released?