The girl marched directly up to me, glaring, and said, “You hit my dog.”
How’s everything? It’s been forever! Things with me are pretty good.
Betrayal was written on my face, in my eyes, and I knew it.
You could not look at Leila for long, and yet you longed to look at her.
An owl, as large and incongruous in the night sky as a flying man.
My own hunger was for a reduction in the vast space between people.
He was just a bully, uncivilized, out of control, and wanting to lash out.
You don’t know what it’s like to be so hungry that you’d steal to eat.
I arrived that evening barefoot and swathed in a sort of striped toga.
Here I am, king of the gods, making a fool of myself just to get under your gown.
Words appear like the answer to a question I hadn’t yet asked.
Dan Gerber reads poems of boyhood, and from the end of his mother’s life.
A little music. An empty bottle of whiskey. It’s a little like cheating.
All down my street the new fathers beat the kingness out of the kings.
All day we lay on the bed, my hand stroking the deep gold of your thighs.
When I went to Scotland for a wedding, I didn't plan on firing a gun.
That day he stood on some threshold and paused and wept at his choice.
Jennifer Egan’s A Visit From the Goon Squad wins Pulitzer Prize.
I am eleven years old and too young to die, but I am dying nonetheless.
Charlie wasn’t Lena’s first love, but he counted on being her last.
I tell my sister what I didn’t tell my father, I love you. Please, don’t die.
My closet was a repository of foibles and fetishes, an archive of my life history.
Don’t be afraid. The end of the road is so far ahead it is already behind us.
I will tell you about the sick. They are ruthless, they are like Attila.