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spring came all the same. announced itself like a woodpecker.

Centrifugal force circled the beasts until they swirled airborne.

Three lives I flicked alight with a few match scrapes. I cupped them.

I didn't yet understand how loving something means to lose it.

The woman who is known only through a man is known wrong.

A dwarf is now crying, he sounds swollen but golden with malediction.

I have seen your ocean. I have heard your waves beside my bed.

“were all here pregaming. at my dads apt. Wher the duck are u.”

We didn’t give the order to drop the bomb. But thank God somebody did.

Sue Williams tells a pitch-perfect story outloud, about devotion.

“I suppose there have been a good many men killed in this room.”

The trees were a sign from the devil, a warning of the terror to come.

Watch out. That we thought him gone only proves his wily knowledge.

I was getting a little fogged, but I recognized irony when I heard it.

Stopping it, Cye knows, is like stopping a tsunami with a tennis racket.

All we knew from my father was that my sister had to be cut from her car.

He was staring at his car like you might a stare at a dog.

“I might surprise you,” Mr. Maxi said. Polly hoped he’d go all out.

These days murder is as common as love scenes were in the 1930s.

Some women have all the tit out hip out flat of the hand & tone of voice.

I walk and I rest while the eyes of my dead look through my own.

Black wings thrash in trees, then strafe me low, my head their devil.

I felt that this maternal oblivion could be the rest of my life.

Meghan Dunn

In time the squirrel who was my friend is my friend no longer.

It was as if my dead husband was flowing within me now, like blood.

He was nervous and ill at ease, but my bearing seemed to reassure him.

If there was any magic in his sad life, it happened on that day.

“I can’t die, I don’t want to die, I love life,” Prince Andrei thought.