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The Bengalis negotiate their space with corrupt politicians and landsharks.

The stories of terror continued well after the tsunami had passed.

Indifferent day. Sparrow fretting for rain gathers grass and seeds.

The danger was my own carelessness, and now I was waist deep in it.

My daughter swallows arrows of sunlight on her way to the grave.

The fog’s sheen is a mirror: my mother sees the terrain of the future—

You can tell by the walls whoever lives here doesn’t want to be seen.

Chuck had a grin, but Mike kept his eyebrows raised, very curious.

A poetry of texture and light runs through these photographs.

How can we go on believing each day won’t be the one that flames out?

I see the garden far away in itself reflected in the polished spade.

A question from one of your favorite songs what would you do

A field. No clouds. Tall grasses bend toward the foreground.

“Pick your switch,” says my father and I’m stepping out into the forest.

The fish’s eye is mangled, tugged inward; blood leaks from its gills.

Before we too vanish, we hike to where three trails converge.

Lucy Liu, you show me I can come to fruition and yellow on my own terms.

I wanted just to like chemistry, because my teacher hailed from Georgia.

Loving you is every bit as fine as coming over a hill into the sun.

It’s life that is hard: sleeping, eating, loving, and dying are easy.

Photo portraits, landscapes, and world scenes by Sandra Lloyd.

I see now that motherhood is not required to speak a mother tongue.

The windshield’s dirty, the squirter stuff’s all gone, so we drive on.

I lean I stumble toward you hoping you’ve not turned away yet.

I’m tired of the song the rain sings in June, the chorus of hope.

Show me your darkness, your nothing-to-see and everything to touch.

Forgive me, please, for continuing to believe that roses are beautiful.

Oar blades, vast swirls of cirrus at dawn. The dead move within us.

To me, the very point of cooking is to wildly praise what’s wild.

Something basks and gathers in the dark parts of an open ear.