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Journeysexpand_moreIt was as if we were shedding our very selves to become someone else.
I’ve wavered in confidence, but never on whether I was going to write.
I never left my wife, and she never left me, but this isn’t exactly true.
Barth looked after his students beyond anything expected of him.
Thus John Redding grew to manhood, playing, studying and dreaming.
In a few days the troops were to go further on. I left the next day.
Takis brought down the demons that would pursue him the rest of his life.
“This is no vacation,” I told friends and reluctant donors.
Charge the ground till it glitters. It was God’s pleading in that rink.
I want to bring the duality of us together, not spar with language.
They were such dummkopfs they kicked out the Jews.
No one in Lagos slouches. Bravado pulsates through the room.
No woman he’d ever been with responded so unmistakably.
I bought chips from the one open store, but can’t figure out how to eat them.
Frank Avery came into the kitchen. In his left hand he carried a .22 pistol.
The city is lit with all its lights. I’m up in the air. It is yes until I die.
I became a realist the moment they tied a brick to my balls.
I came to computers while trying to run away from literature.
“I have a sneaking suspicion that we’re the same person,” she says.
“It’s so unfair being accused of doing something you didn’t do.”
You’re safe here. A prison might be the safest place to meet a man.
Desire whittled me a tool I’d never seen but knew how to use.
Don’t worry baby, that’s just the way things be sometimes.
Mark was spending his life with one of the world’s weaklings.
His eyes, dark brown and unwavering as he delivered the details.
There is still the same reaching of the tongue for that pink ridge.
I offer you these outs, and it stings when you take me up on them.
A suitcase of the body slapped with stickers of scars from every location.
I’m always driving through the desert, on the interstate’s black river.
We skip across the surface like a stone slung by a giant travel agent.
