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The Damn Pin Cracked

His mind was a glass vase shat-
tered into pieces across the floor.

The Dictators

He studies their mannerisms, looking for clues to the psycho spirit.

The Diezmo, Part One

They caught those few of us left unclaimed by the one emotion, or the other.

The Diezmo, Part Three

In exchange for our labor, we would each be given a new set of clothes.

The Diezmo, Part Two

I don’t think I was very frightened. I was simply hungry for home.

The Dilettante

It had taken Thursdale seven years to form this fine talent.

The Dishwashing Women

“You think you know me,” the girl spat back, locking eyes with Esiha.

The Egg

The Elephant Box

More and more whiskey was required to knock out the elephant.

The Elves and the Shoemaker

When he got up in the morning the work was done ready to his hand.

The Ex-Con and the Samaritan

How did I ever survive? Maybe I didn’t. Maybe I died back there.

The Fine Arts and Other Poems

Judging beauty, which is keenest, Eye or heart or mind or penis?

The First Meeting

Her lips had the scent of the first kiss, and a thirst for justice.

The Flowers of Bermuda

“Rev. MacLean’s been stabbed in Oban,” his wife said, her voice thin.

The Forest Path

Half the women around here have a husband in some kind of fix.

The Four Fists

It all started at Phillips Andover Academy when he was fourteen.

The Friends of Eddie Coyle

There was a dry snap inside the door of the safe. “There it is.”

The Gambler, Part 1

I have not won yet, but I behave, I feel and think like a rich man.

The Gambler, Part 2

Why is a duel out of the question? Men are all cocks; they should fight.

The Garden of Israel Will Never Sleep

I’d chosen three hundred boys out of the best Israel had to offer.

The Geometry of It All

The dean’s voice was stuck in my head. Plagiarism. Expulsion.

The Go-Go Dancer

He picked up a fairy disguised as a go-go dancer and brought her home.

The Gold Cure

Lust was just a frenzy of activity that had mostly led Benny in circles.

The Gold Cure

Jennifer Egan’s A Visit From the Goon Squad wins Pulitzer Prize.

The Gold-Toothed Dude’s Big Score

That autumn, my first in San Francisco, I ran short of money.

The Great Awakening

Time stops as the ball rolls tantalizingly around the rim.

The Great Floating Pig Barn on the Mekong

He probably should have arrested or at least reported me to someone.

The Groaning Board, the Flowing Bowl

The Hanging

On that still, snowy day, Mick’s neck popped like a flaming log.

The Hidden Torture Cells of Bolivia

After days of torture in secret prisons, they were about to let him go.