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Time is a hearse and horse, a carrot and stick, a window and widow.

It is here I learn the speech of men. The speechless guilt of every swig.

I drag my sheets as Earth drags her tangled mess of tides.

I dug a hole in you; I jumped (here is the church, here is the steeple).

I lie down and see you one bed over; therefore God exists.

He loves me. That’s half enough: he’s the only man around.

I slipped one sparrow black and shivering into my mouth.

His flannel sleeve dangled into the flame. Pretty soon, I was on fire too.

I thought about the little graveyard where the man would be laid.

he has come to write like nervous wasps in my mind like a grocery list.

Her trust in me is a swirled marble sinking slowly in an aqua pool.

I must tell you what it is like to be human, or you will drift away.

If I bring the wrong pen the words look like snow piles on an empty page.

Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up.

I let you pull my hair, throw me to the rocks, disarrange me.

A plus B; a child in peril, plus love, dissolution of, equals a story.

I build our life together as I want it to be.

What do you offer someone who has lost half of her beginning?

I want you enough to gnash you into a silence made from pieces of silver.

The mechanism and its crank pull us forever closer, you and I.

Regarding the affairs of our Father, your demon is Ennui.

Who are we? Without one another, who will we be?

Two bikers, the bartender, me, and a skinny girl in skintight blue jeans.

Let’s rummage through each other’s bodies like a blowout sale.

This is the stupid math of loving another human being.

A child no bigger than small change calls from her window j’ai faim.

He was just a bully, uncivilized, out of control, and wanting to lash out.

He was just a bully, uncivilized, out of control, and wanting to lash out.

“What’s the shittiest thing you’ve ever done to someone?” she said.

Tobias Wolff reading two stories aloud: "Say Yes" and "Her Dog."