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Virility Ode

I remember speaking to Allison who asked me if I wanted to be a girl.

Visible Empire

“You mean to fall in love with your wife while I’m gone,” she said.

Vogel’s Wife

At the copier, her back to him, running off copies, was Penny Ayler.

Walk for Mankind

The door opened, and Dan stormed in, shouting, “Motherfuckers!”

Walking Distance

The man lifted his shirt just enough to show the handle of a pistol.

War Porn

Dogs electrocuted, set on fire. What buys the right to drown a dog?

Washed Away

The future was spread out for us to go in any direction we wanted.

Water

I am subject to you in the way the water is subject to the moon.

Watermark

Rain falls steadily, rattling down drainpipes and gurgling into gutters.

We Never Stop Talking about Our Mothers

Her husband is away at the family cabin, and she is glad for the space.

We Rise Up

The man said in a hard voice, “I wanna fuck you, little Indian girl.”

We, the Reader

How do we get there, to where we can answer what the jingle is asking.

Wednesdays

I miss sex. I really liked it, and I was good at it, if I do say so myself.

Weekend

Amy put her arm around his shoulders. My boy. Isn’t he wonderful?

Whale Shark

We pull up alongside the great body. The fin marks the spot.

What Do the Hands Remember?

The hands opened calmly like seeds, endured the passage of time.

What We Left Behind

The Others came in the light of day and splayed Father open.

What We Once Needed to Know

We are good at thinking we can stay. We are good at finding hurt.

What Would You Have Me Do?

We’d never had a cross word, but I’d never corrected him.

What You Get

There was nothing sadder than the look of defeat in a man’s eyes.

Whatever’s Left of Normal

Design a way to kill those rats, and do it now, Fiori, do it now.

When Giving Is All We Have

You gave me blue and I gave you yellow. Together we are green.

When I Come to Be Old

When I come to be old, I resolve not to tell the same story over and over.

When the Flock Changed

She had yellow cat eyes that she insisted were also blond.

Where Are We Going?

I hightailed it out of the hospital like my ex-wife was a prison I’d escaped.

Where Birds Do Not Fly

Louise watched from the shadow. She was looking for somewhere to land.

Where Is My Boy?

The war was about to begin, and the four boys were
in charge.

Where Tourists Don’t Go

While they stand in line Robin leans into his chest. They don't talk.

Whippoorwill

A whippoorwill called, a lonely voice among the cedars.

Whirlwind

The lion was still near them, stalking. Crazed against its cautionary nature.