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Animalsexpand_moreI hope I do not baffle or bluff. I hope I will not raise your hopes.
The grass is always greener in the cemetery, was a joke I made to Jed.
He hadn’t meant to hurt her. Drowning people will do anything for air.
What did St. Teresa have in mind when she prayed to be released?
Whales are very big (I saw one on a beach once) but trash is way bigger.
Her will is resolute, and he knows enough not to challenge it.
You’ll find me here in the peach orchard, the most I can muster.
Fresh from Texas. She has the head of a girl & a serpent’s body.
A Midwestern man is never without his knife. Half of us carry guns.
Each drifting snowflake falls nowhere but here and now
The willows crack as the startled deer flee into a deeper darkness.
The owl was a white that could not be compromised by any other color.
I insist you peel me. Keep my skin when I’m gone.
They know whoever passes on the curving road just by the footstep.
Through all this the sands kept vigil, harboring blood and bones.
I would slip the hook under the sow’s chin, hold my breath, and pull.
You might say I acted on instinct. All I wanted was to stop the screaming.
Does he not see our likeness? Fursten seemed to see nothing.
Filarial worms in bloodstream darkness know when it’s night.
Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, but to be young was very Heaven!
After four years of watching his body implode, we’re terrified.
Both dogs were barking now—their barking urgent, hysterically pitched.
When I wasn’t teaching social studies, I basically lived on my balcony.
As a girl I was raised to sing along with the rest. To praise. Especially men.
He could smell the bear’s breath, feel the hot huff against his ear.
The boy imagined his dead grandfather haunting the world.
Weird that yellow’s the color of cowardice when the sun never runs.
All my life I have noted that my thinking was atavistic, totemic.
Up there there’s not a sound except for the wind and the buzzing of bees.
sunrise reminds the shama to emerge from her perch in the pandanus tree
