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Camphor

No one tells you what it sounds like out in the streets when bullets clang.

Carried Away

I’m a theatrical lyricist. I would never choose to look fat in public.

Cartoon Art Volume 2017-08

Cartoon Art Volume 2018-07

Cartoon Art Volume 2019-06

Cartoon Art Volume 2019-08

Christian Soldiers

In the street waiting for a cab, Ann’s boyfriend entrusted me with the story.

Clearwater

I would chase it to the shores of the lake where the killer waited.

Clips from Our Interview with Frank

Frank Conroy

Clips from Our Interview with Jennifer Egan

Audio clips of Pultizer Prize winner Jennifer Egan on her work.

Cracks

Their marriage had dwindled to a separation and a running joke.

Dante on Broadway

How many times had I passed it in a taxicab or walked within sight of it?

Data Ecosystem Products

Did you hear about the candidate who grabbed Hugh’s dick?

Dear America

My grandfather has a space where the tip of his thumb should be.

Dear America

Soon I will walk up those same back steps the police took by force.

Dear America

Dear Jesse Helms

And jesse, the smart bombs do not recognize the babies.

Dear John and Other Poems

Please look away from Mars dangling so angry in so much darkness.

Death in the Woods

He got his wife off a German farmer, for whom he went to work one day.

Decoy Project

Atomic bomb. How could those two words be said together?

Deutschkurse

Close mist around window. I attempt gender. Deposit each letter.

Disbelief

I was constantly being torn between belief and disbelief in his narrative.

Do You Have a Name?

You knelt down to kiss her, avoiding, of course, the wound at her brow.

Docent

Many people remarked upon the similarities between the flags.

Dodge

I wanted to tear away at the fabric of my pants, dig open my skin.

Don’t Beat My Sister

The human heart is far more intricate than any single term can describe.

Downhill Triolets

Ring, ring, ring at 2 a.m. means meth’s got my brother in the slammer again.

Early Onset

I push the stroller across the courts to the scene of the thing I don’t get.

Erratica

I want to be rapt around your linger, not Thumbelina under your dumb.

Every Good Marriage Begins in Tears

To be married is to learn to love, captive in your own new country.