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

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

“We have heard that this blackened smear is art. We do not see it.”

Americans didn’t invent courage, but we are no strangers to it.

The house of our relationship is a fort. Blanket fort. Tree fort.

We entertain them. We kiss and spit and strike. We’re always changing.

She could not have known how uncannily she resembled me.

All these and security were within. Without was the “Red Death.”

Any society that fails to protect its children is in terminal decline.

Sometimes a you is a lover, but he is not my lover. He is looking at me.

He handed us sticks of dynamite, rolled in wax paper like taffy.

He always talked of making money with the air of a connoisseur.

I have heard stories of the river, how people were willing to die to cross it.

His weary glance has grown into a dazed and vacant stare.

At night everything feels. Even a river feels its way through the woods.

“I hope the scumbag rots in jail,” he yelled into the quiet night.

The girl began to dance again, throwing her arms from side to side.

We talked. She was the same inside as I am, from the same kind.

The first time the world demanded more of me, I was twenty-nine.

Never issue a dare to a dead person. They’ve got all the time in the world.

If mine, then, is a religious Offence, leave it to religious Punishments.

this country will stick it to infiltrators imprison traitors love neighbors

Taller than most women, Sojourner Truth seemed to rise a little higher.

We see how tired you are as you lean on your rifle or your shovel.

A charmed sequence of words. The jangle. The strum.

Forgive my father, the promise that he made, that I could turn all this to gold.

Men like me and my brothers filmed what we planted for proof we existed.

One said she heard the jazz-band sob when the little dawn was grey.

West Oakland was characterized by unemployment, poverty, and blight.