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The Dog

Each harbored a sense that a family of three was not a real family.

The Elephant Box

More and more whiskey was required to knock out the elephant.

The End of Life

He thinks with joy and conviction that the Japanese are his enemy.

The End of the World in Slow Motion

This itchy voice, this desperate chant, that begs: okay. Okay.

The Family Artist

He tossed her over his head like a ballerina, one rough hand on each hip.

The Final Angel

The caved-in storefront looked as if a missile had slammed into it.

The First Meeting

Her lips had the scent of the first kiss, and a thirst for justice.

The First Time and Other Poems

I told kids I didn’t feel a thing there anymore, but it was a lie.

The Flowers in the Desert

Lorena hummed inside her mind, anticipating daybreak.

The Forest Path

Half the women around here have a husband in some kind of fix.

The Forgettable Life and Other Poems

A body must learn again how to accept the proprietorial hands of a lover.

The Gambler

“I know, I know, I shouldn’t have done it, but they had it coming.”

The Garden

Every voice an epitaph, and then a little tune from the neighbor’s yard.

The Garden of Israel Will Never Sleep

I’d chosen three hundred boys out of the best Israel had to offer.

The Gentleman from San Francisco

Until now the man had not really lived, but simply existed, to be sure.

The Ghost of Lady Hobby

Tirelessly her arm rose and fell, till the child at last fell at her feet.

The Glory of Their Fame

Darla has come to the monument to fight against her mind.

The Goodbyes

The dead and alive who we will never see again but in dream or memory.

The Governess

He could not help but take her as his wife. She was a scandal.

The Grass Labyrinth

I found myself wondering what her life had been in her widowhood.

The Halverson Brothers

We’ve tried, but it seems it is in the stars for us to hate each other.

The Hidden Torture Cells of Bolivia

After days of torture in secret prisons, they were about to let him go.

The Hot Country

El Presidente was no longer in a mood to see the American press.

The Journey

Eavan’s death was catastrophic, leaving us all wanting more.

The Joy of Writing and Other Poems

Lying in wait, set to pounce on the page, are letters up to no good.

The Killer

The Kid came back from the post trader’s store with a six-shooter.

The Lady’s Murder

The Land of Five Rivers

My mother’s city and I were both named after an assassinated king.

The Leash

He was frightened, a creature no more or less unbound by time than I am.

The Lesson of the Master

Kids interfere with perfection. Wives interfere. Marriage interferes.