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She was the idiot who fell in love with some high-class gigolo.

Since the accident she lost her hold on the world and never got it back.

Grandma was forced to break her vow of silence only three times.

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.

He hadn’t meant to hurt her. Drowning people will do anything for air.

My shadow feels my company, my stepping as he steps.

In the closet: a single hair draped from the one hanger left.

Now I’m no longer the buzzards glooming over the mango tree.

I dream of watching my grandfather stagger home through the snow.

In school, he was called gook, chink, and one boy called him ching-chong.

I bought two for my wedding, planted them in pots on the patio by the pond.

He probably had an order. Ludes, Dexis, Black Birds—who knew.

We’re all trying, in our own ways, to parse what we may have done wrong.

The owl was a white that could not be compromised by any other color.

Bill Evans’s quiet solo was walking out on unbelievably thin ice.

I was nineteen and mentally infirm when I saw the prophet Isaiah.

His thoughts swirl around him. Maybe women aren’t women anymore.

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens her first rose

Beached on the kingdom I learned to swim with my eyes closed.

Ahab went mad when he saw the sea is just the sea and nothing more.

If you are hidden treasure, mine, don’t let me lose what I have gained.

How can you love them and yet how could you live
without them?

My first memory is the day of mourning after John Lennon died.

The wind was like a girl sobbing out her story of betrayal to the stars.

Maybe all of it was possible. Maybe it all could work out.

Maybe this was one thing in his life he had done right, or so he hoped.

My cry for the first time fastened garlands of hope to the roof.

Here they were, two surviving soldiers from opposite sides.

Death will come for us so fast we will never be able to outrun it.