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Throwing the El Camino into drive, he roared down the mountain road.

The alert says Warning: Wild Exotic Animals Loose.

Like a bird with a broken wing I will smudge the line of the hopscotch.

You have to be three times better than the white kids, at everything.

The sex in these fantasies was always a product of love.

I read cookbooks the way I do poetry, with a willingness to be transported.

We have mysterious inclinations. No one can explain it to us.

She was the idiot who fell in love with some high-class gigolo.

He felt desperate for the rains, mosquitoes be damned.

Since the accident she lost her hold on the world and never got it back.

Hearing the baby’s cry, Varka finds the enemy who is crushing her heart.

In school, he was called gook, chink, and one boy called him ching-chong.

Mr. Holt had grown old since Beverly last saw him. He looked weary.

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens her first rose

It was half the Spanish he knew—stop, I have a shotgun.

My children, children, remember to let me go, delete my number.

I grip the handlebar and pin my eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable crash.

She pulls quickly on her cigarette and blows it at me through the phone.

“If the world is becoming a void, the artist must fill it with his soul.”

I want to dispute that depression is by definition pathological.

The ego with which we began filters away as love accumulates below.

Centrifugal force circled the beasts until they swirled airborne.

The woman who is known only through a man is known wrong.

For the first time in her life she stood naked in the open air.

It’s a mistake to be here, he thinks, but he doesn’t turn around.

“I suppose there have been a good many men killed in this room.”

She is a stalk, exhausted. She will surround these bones with flesh.

He held a screwdriver to the fleshy underside of Peggy’s neck.

In that instant, Niel lost one of the most beautiful things in his life.

“Ki-Tae the famous pastor,” Jae says to her. “Can you believe life.”