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The Bodyexpand_moreWe went flying without a map as naked astronauts often do.
We buy a bag of cockles and three crabs, all female, sweet with egg.
The underworld reached out for your hand and found payment.
He’s clear about his wishes: to die in this house, in his own bed.
Ambition and coincidence had led me to the Royal Theatre.
“I can’t die, I don’t want to die, I love life,” Prince Andrei thought.
In the truck’s bed, resting where a dog’s might—the dead deer’s head.
They caught those few of us left unclaimed by the one emotion, or the other.
In exchange for our labor, we would each be given a new set of clothes.
I don’t think I was very frightened. I was simply hungry for home.
When I cried the tears felt so ineffective next to the ocean.
He tossed her over his head like a ballerina, one rough hand on each hip.
Judging beauty, which is keenest, Eye or heart or mind or penis?
Her lips had the scent of the first kiss, and a thirst for justice.
You can always tell the military folk by their even stance, their steady gaze.
I told kids I didn’t feel a thing there anymore, but it was a lie.
“Rev. MacLean’s been stabbed in Oban,” his wife said, her voice thin.
A body must learn again how to accept the proprietorial hands of a lover.
“Some men’re like that. They have to see what they’re missing.”
Lust was just a frenzy of activity that had mostly led Benny in circles.
Jennifer Egan’s A Visit From the Goon Squad wins Pulitzer Prize.
Time stops as the ball rolls tantalizingly around the rim.
Hands that have waved farewell, sooner or later I will see them again.
You know how good she has always been at hiding herself.
The mirror will flow and the heart will set like glass in the frame of his bones.
My husband screws around. Not much and not often, but I know.
This is what he must have felt when she told him about her affair.
I went for a natural, “I look pretty even when I’m giving birth,” look.
I’ve sinned. Cannot be saved. He was a child. Surely he went to heaven.
With no words to speak about our love, we’re each one more alone.
