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A boy in a dress vanishes beneath the sound of his own galloping.

Buster’s reasons for looking after Marco weren’t entirely altruistic.

“The doors are closed,” she said, and we would not be flying to Paris.

It’s the roll-up-your-sleeves hour, when you have to make a living.

You can stand on the edge and tremble with fear or risk your life.

I slept but never dreamed there. Nor did I feel the need to court a god.

No fields of gold. No ripe. One hill, no wave, no roll. I am billboards.

Lillian-Yvonne Bertram

Rebecca Lehmann

I want to sleep in a bed next to a man who won’t dream of me all night.

We put effort into making things that No Man would ever think of creating.

Tanya jokes that she comes to the East Coast now only for funerals.

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

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

Here is where you touch the world and here are the words to feel its heat.

Enough with the stranger, their transcendent experience of art.

What I really meant to say is that I am tired. Beauty can demand so much.

People believe; The whole world is part of something.

Everything about us, for better or worse, we make ourselves.

If Vann kisses her, a mist will rise in her brain. A promise of oblivion.

I once watched a man wax a hallway with an overweight rotary brush.

Ella knew she hadn’t hurt Sebastian, but she knew she’d betrayed him.

You live in this country, you put up bars, you train your dogs to snarl.

Get all of it. Set up the shots. Get beautiful stuff and get the ugliness.

Mama would say beware of the little flaws that make one homely.

This morning drifts of sand hissed along the shore like mist.

As I lit the samovar, she stepped through the door with that reserved gaze and whispering voice of hers. The Kabul of my childhood. The Kabul of affectionate gestures, of wise, soft-spoken street vendors. She ended the conversation in her usual discerning way, smoothing the blanket across my chest.

She always came back with her lipstick smeared all over her mouth.

We pull up alongside the great body. The fin marks the spot.