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Long Distance

I offer you these outs, and it stings when you take me up on them.

Love

A suitcase of the body slapped with stickers of scars from every location.

Magi and Other Poems

I’m always driving through the desert, on the interstate’s black river.

Malaga

We skip across the surface like a stone slung by a giant travel agent.

Marantha

Today was the first day of her new life, and she was on an adventure.

Margaret Atwood

You quickly find nothing interests people so much as themselves.

Marshall Willoughby’s World

Marshall and Mrs. Checchi, it seemed, had this philosophy in common.

Mastering English

If you play, decide three things: the rules, stakes, and quitting time.

Meeting at an Airport

I answered, blood rushing like the shadow cast by a cloud of starlings.

Memorable Days

A letter is like a poem, showing the marks of an unwilling composer.

Midnight Cowboy Always Makes Her Cry

That Hawaiian shirt is the first thing Ratso’s owned that he hasn’t stolen.

Midnight Sun

I returned to research a history we’d only known through stories.

Miss Harriet

I am going to relate to you the most lamentable love affair of my life.

Monday or Tuesday

The heron returns; the sky veils her stars; then bares them.

Mother in the Trenches

With a world full of foolishly dangerous men, what’s a mother to do?

Mother of Hope

Most people come to Africa because they are drawn to its misery.

Mother’s Night

She’s coming back, her arms full of the flowers I gave her once a year.

Mrs. Fonss

Elinor had loved a man. The journey’s purpose was that she might forget.

Mt. Ventoux, France

The psychology in climbing is to look ahead, but that trick was little help.

My Dinner Chez Monsieur Paul

Dining at Bocuse wasn’t about food, but about pleasure in all its forms.

My Grandfather Delivers a Survivor’s Testimony at Yad Vashem

There are parts of a man that are born again with each of his daughters.

My Only Life

My shadow is cast by the paleness of a certain star.

My Rickshaw

Naming

I sensed that a name defined who I was and would be in the future.

Narcissus

Let me tell you stories about lands far from here where you are absent.

Narrative 10

I wish I could tell her that we aren’t supposed to know why we’re here.

Nasya Krevoshay

It suddenly seemed to her that the world was filled with little miracles. There were moments when love overcame her despair.

National Geographic

I make peas and argue with a wall. Something gets stuck like that.

Nativity from a Bus Window

Toe over toe we went, arms held out like tightrope walkers.

Natural History

The owners of the rental left three gifts on the kitchen table for us to enjoy.