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Sister Barbara folded her arms like a forbearing husband.

There was a shout, then a shot fired. I pressed the shutter again and again.

Her family was still poor and hungry and scared.

I’m recalling his socks, the inked initials, the splashes of blood.

Let’s walk down to the river, bless the paper boats and turn it all into wine.

And the starved heart starts over, writing one line at a time.

We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.

Here: geeky cyber-warriors crunch cheese Cheetos over keyboards.

Ike’s voice left behind on the shore as Tina plunges in again.

Writing to you is like putting a note in a bottle, hoping it will reach Japan.

It seemed to her that they only ever touched each other in transient, sudden ways.

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

Ajax can answer all this killing only with the killing of himself.

The first rule of the house is that everything must be even stevens.

Lebanon’s sky was full of stars. The sky here doesn’t have any stars.

What will we do without exile, and a long night that stares at the water?

The air has grown inside me. It’s become a sanctuary.

We did not know at the moment of parting that it was a parting.

It wasn’t clear if there was an outside world to our outside world.

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

What’s left is a thumbhouse, an inch of gristle inside skin walls.

A car curved left, leapt the curb, and came at us like the line of a bullet.

Life is a dream, he thought. Something she knew and I didn’t.

When the population was whiter, they fawned over the Korean.

“You’re great with people. Ever since you got over the drooling problem.”

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

Theodora Shure

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

Cerberuses ran in packs, terrorizing drunks who fell in the snow.