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He bound me to blind obedience, for which I’d shown a propensity.

Neither fame nor wealth could provide consolation for life’s brevity.

He knew what those friends were worth: he knew the girls too.

Professor Flacks could tell you everything about James Joyce.

Your words will strike her heart like Saint Teresa’s flaming arrow.

Rebecca Lehmann

I never felt heart stop or skin burn, just the first split second of sound.

My “lonelymaking.” Also known as my horrible secret, continent-wide.

The angel lay in his body effervescent as a flake of alabaster.

If life is an open vein, what’s brave about a sleeve-heart, sweetheart?

He had looked on it a thousand times and it never failed to kill him.

I will tell you about the sick. They are ruthless, they are like Attila.

I will tell you about the sick. They are ruthless, they are like Attila.

I repeated the name thoughtfully, then said no, I didn’t think I knew her.

Craig Bueltel

All I could focus on was if he was going to ask me to date him.

Men came over carrying lanterns and pulled away the chunks of ice.

The sense all along has been that there’s some madness in her.

There is a pinhole of light through the fog. A skiff on a lake.

I’m in a fight for my career and the SOB won’t be there for me.

They retire for the night, he to his bedroom and she to hers. What of it?

Morie Johnson was successful. I am not a hooker. I am only a thief.

I drank every night until late and drew earth-shaking conclusions.

I’m covetous of my worldly neighbor. And he’s not accommodating.

He’d always wanted to kiss her thigh dimples but never dared.

“No, no,” we say. “We’re fine! Really! We love things just the way they are!”

Today the game was to try to catch one of the cats in a pillowcase.

“You mean to fall in love with your wife while I’m gone,” she said.

Zeus’s tongue thrusts straight and deep between my lips.