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They couldn’t go to the Manson family caves because of nuclear radiation.

She weighed the cold shiny gun on her palm and let out a jagged breath.

There is the ghost of a child in me. It longs to die, so afraid of living.

Janet Burroway

We serve them far more than they serve us. Service animals, we all are.

At night the wildfire swelled the blurred interior like a lung of light.

You’d probably prefer to sneak back into me very still, swollen.

i was a wild thing down by the river, quiet like wild things are.

I told you how I’ve always been attracted to little violences.

Maybe he was preparing for a disaster that would never happen.

Her trust in me is a swirled marble sinking slowly in an aqua pool.

“I wonder what will stay longer,” Frick said. “Me or that headstone.”

We had run out of every necessity. You name it, we didn’t have it.

A plus B; a child in peril, plus love, dissolution of, equals a story.

I build our life together as I want it to be.

Michael McGriff

Marianne Boruch

My baby was calling to me. But I was welded to the mountain.

What do you offer someone who has lost half of her beginning?

Her biggest secret was Jay Currie—her white American boyfriend.

Here, Min Jin reads from her novel at Narrative Night, New York City.

You don’t know what it’s like to be so hungry that you’d steal to eat.

…a classmate dropped dead, his heart was attacked at thirty-three.

Why do you keep so much from your husband, don’t you trust him?

It’s the human genius of reproducing not quite exactly.

No matter how much money there is, it can always just drain away.

Unnatural as a ghost; the thought rose unbidden to his mind.

Like superstitious sports fans, we played the song night after night. Since giving birth I’d become hyperaware of death.