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On her wedding day Ellen accidently locked herself inside the pantry.

When I see buffaloes run I think of love—how it is held.

The story doesn’t begin until the van breaks down, I always say.

“And if you ever tell anybody what I’m about to tell you, I’ll deny it.”

It’s so good to see you, she kept saying. You too, he said. She led him around the house to the places she’d stored his things. They had broken up five months earlier, while still long distance.

Some people are so beautiful they belong everywhere that they go.

Byron’s mother read things to him: Language is fun. Play. Let’s play.

I returned to Vietnam with a tape recorder to collect ca dao.

The exurban dream of it all, to enter is to have the ability to exit.

Are you there? I couldn’t tell you about the time I saw the deer.

I decided to go for the least lousy choice and have the surgery.

“Mom, don’t you think the fucking racism is worse than my profanity?”

At the moment we were having that conversation, she already knew.

They peer into their mirrors to see whatever is bearing down.

I was satisfied with haiku until I met you, jar of octopus, cuckoo’s cry.

You could not look at Leila for long, and yet you longed to look at her.

You could not look at Leila for long, and yet you longed to look at her.

I am tamping down the earth with the flat side of a blade I am burying you

She’d planned to choose an adult film and lie back with him to watch.

Diane cupped my cheek in her hand, studying me, memorizing me.

People only see that side of him. He is still a boy, learning to be a man.

Saint Clark, halo and all, patron of wildlife shows and the cigarette tax.

Being with Kate was like a circuit connecting, lighting everything up.

Pigeons are born knowing where they belong, with whom they belong.

I pass my hands over my eyes, mired by the miti-
gation of routine.

Of course the despicable wretch would beg her to forgive him again.

Love I know is the husk caught and throbbing under your gums.