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& the War Was in Its Infancy Then

By the time I looked over my shoulder, the sun had already fallen.

A Blessing

We watched our father chuck her boom box out the bedroom window.

A Day at the Beach for Aphrodite

I was enraged at being alone on the outside of all that love and lust.

A Distant Episode

The distant past returned—what part of it, he could not decide.

A Dream of Ease

I shoved them one by one, easy as pie yet with care, just shy of mercy.

A Father’s Story

Certainly the ushers who pass the baskets know me as a miser.

A Funky Assortment of Plates

The preacher looked me in the eye. He laid his hand on my chest.

A Life with Bears

I want to focus on bears. On knowing them, and on what they need.

A Likely Story: Anniversary

Passions played among the orchids and through cherish and reveal.

A Place Like This

I can see on him how things are changing for and against us.

A Portion of Your Loveliness

My daughter’s favorite game is Holocaust. She’s quite inventive.

A Quiet Patchwork of Slats

Streetlights throw the blinds against the ceiling. It’s 7:00 p.m.

A Real Writer

Advance planning was never Hank’s strong suit, he had to leave her.

A River of Stars

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

A Sailor

She did not leave him for the sailor. So why should he be angry?

A Serious Desert

All over the planet people try to end pain: striptease, bee stings.

A Small Blip on an Eternal Timeline

I grabbed him by the face and told him life only comes to a person once.

A Small Hotel

The allure of Mardi Gras is to feel this way: unseen and unseeable.

A Small Motor

A boy watching another boy lucky gets an ache. That is a small motor.

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.

A Weary Desperado

I was convinced she’d be back in the morning, like the sun.

Adolescence

I’ll see you on the sea, they say, but then they float past on a raft

Affliction Parish and Other Poems

He tuned the future backward as he left the ringing water to reclaim me.

After Closing Up My Mother’s House and Other Poems

What if my mother could have been happy if I hadn’t been born?

After Saddam

He said he had come back to the prison because it was home.

After War

The author reflects on a soldier‘s experience, in just six words.

Afternoon Happiness

Here is my aphorism of the day: Happy people are monogamous.

Aim High Olongapo

From the flight deck Gray could see home, wherever that might be.

Alderaan

The towns died as quickly as a single house, a house like ours, lit gold within.

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