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A Country Doctor

A gravely ill man was waiting for me in a village ten miles distant.

A Doctor, a Lawyer, and a Priest

The prisoners were ten ragged scarecrows wearing prison suits.

A Matter of Appeal

Felicia knew why he was there. He was waiting. Waiting for her.

A Model Prisoner

A Mother’s Son

“Maybe you should leave the rumba to those who know how to do it.”

A River of Stars

For all the stories they’d concocted, the real one electrified them.

A Soldier’s Lover

We never really had what might be considered a normal conversation.

A Vacuum Is a Space Entirely Devoid of Matter

I needed a paycheck a lot more than I needed to be kissed.

Accident

On my way to the airport I hit a Christian. This was in Arkansas.

Adams Morgan

“I just moved here and I want to get a plot in the garden. What should I do?”

Africa

If he’d had that seat belt on, he would have been pinned inside.

After Calling Your Detective’s Discontinued Number

I want to say hold these harp strings steady atop the tallest summit.

After the Imaginary Crime

Always I obliged the urban tree, any speechless unblessed nature.

All My Pretty Ones

The hound, the leash, the fence, the hens. So many of them.

All Possible Pain

My relationship with god resembled that of a prisoner and firing squad.

Alphabet City, 1985

Tony’d had guns pulled on him more times than he had toes.

Amanda Strayhorn, Reverend’s Wife

She countered the reverence of his efforts stroke by stroke, tit for tat.

Ambition

At age eighteen, Deirdre packed her bags and moved to New York City.

Animals

He was gentle and slow, like a blind man washing dishes.

At Risk

He’s weirdly hard to pay attention to, even when he’s threatening you.

Baby on a Highway

I can’t talk yet. But I know things. I will tell you all this later when I can.

Bad Samaritans

A Good Samaritan refused is no more good than any Bad Samaritan.

Badger Mountain

Keely finally stops crying when they step outside. The shock of cold.

Bartleby, the Scrivener: A Story of Wall-Street

Like a ghost, he appeared at the entrance of his hermitage.

Because What We Do Does Not Die

The man protested, I didn’t do anything. He needed the job. I only kissed her.

Befriended

Your intelligence and charisma would serve you well in life.

Birds of Africa

Pete gazes into his mother’s soul and finds a piece of smoldering coal.

Birth of the Hippo

She transfigured into a swallow in flight, or a hippo in the rainy season.

Blight

At first my dad was optimistic that he could be a one-armed farmer.

Blood

He sees the slight swelling of her breasts in the open collar of her blouse.