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Horse & Rider, Part 4

I’m not the girl for anyone. I can’t just go be a wife.

Horse & Rider, Part 5

Eliza Frye

Hortense on Tuesday Night

What’s wrong with easy? I mean, who wants sex to be hard work?

How I Left a Life of Crime and Came to America

We were aiming for a complete transformation of society.

How It Began and Other Poems

I could feel the floor’s slight pitch. We were in for a long, long voyage.

How Sex Feels: A Reverie

He begins to realize that the impossible event may well be about to occur.

Hunting Season

Each year we fail to imagine how the days will blanch, the air will harden.

I Am the Lion Now

Let the squeamish suffer their fear, let them live without really living.

I Can See Your Underpants

She’s a blushing peach waiting to be plucked by practiced hands.

I Miss Somebody Still Alive and Other Poems

On Saturdays I listen to folk music, lead a life devoted to exodus.

If Eve Side-Stealer & Mary Busted-Chest Ruled the World

What if Eve was an Indian & Adam was never kneaded from the earth.

Instructions for Wooing Me (Monster That I Am)

I am a pornography of small promises, the chugging gin of the universe.

Intercourse

I roll lactic bubbles under my face with rose quartz, fuck a pillow in sleep.

In’din Curse

May your wife remove her shirt and have an affair with a tornado.

Io and Other Poems

Her body is no longer the source of pleasure but constant pain.

Iscariot and Other Poems

Let those shadows sift the spirits of their children from the silt.

Just Before War

He ached to move into and out of her body and make her feel him fiercely.

Kunitzieform

He drew on time, and space, he drew on his powers, and their sleep.

Lagos

No one in Lagos slouches. Bravado pulsates through the room.

Le Chien

Napoleon, who can say you don’t deserve my allegiance?

Let Me Stay with You

“It’s so unfair being accused of doing something you didn’t do.”

Linoleum

She was so beautiful and sweet to us. I remember she laughed a lot.

Lipstick Bathroom

The white geometry of caulk between bathroom tiles—I’m held in place.

Little Fuckers

“Leaving for war, Hayes wept. He didn’t just cry; he wept...”

Lou and Liz

Liz wore a brass wedding ring, and had no marriage certificate to show.

Love

A suitcase of the body slapped with stickers of scars from every location.

Love Is . . .

“I love you” is always a quotation. You did not say it first.

Love Song Full of Holes

let me fall through some small bore into your tiny breathing eden

Love Takes Hold

A woman from the next table eyed him and he eyed her right back.

Lovesick

She confessed to Judd that she saw other men. She liked a good time.