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She’s not the same, her body more naked in its aging, its disorder.

Mostly, though, you could turn them in your hand, hold them to your nose.

Two animals, doe-eyed, slick across the road into the femur of the night.

If party isn’t what we set out to do then you should go home.

Some asshole on a joyride in the outback runs her down, the emu.

Once upon a time, a couple wandered in a glass forest, hand in hand.

Is it that he is too tired or too afraid to blink into the oil of his own machine?

Everything rushes in. Everything that ever drove me crazy with dumb hope, every letdown.

What if it does choose, the egg, I mean, her favorite spermatozoon.

I sometimes have to laugh because even now, as a middle-aged man.

The birds have all flown to Mars for water and Crisco and red.

The hymn that’s resurrected from the hymnal aspires to the spiritual.

This is a crafty story and things are not what they seem to be.

A man drunk on the damage he made to a boy’s young mouth.

In its shadow, our mislaid secrets cascade down around us.

I cradled the lifeless bird in my hand and marveled at its beauty.

Not long after Christmas, the smoke really hit Melbourne.

Put out to pasture, flop down into clover, alternate to the glue factory.

It is like the call of a voice the call of a voice that is not there.

On a jet stream, unearthly, air can travel at hundreds of miles per hour.

Fly through 13 billion years of history in this graphic story.

The woman who raised the woman who raised me was a mistress.

In the garden this morning, I thought for a moment I saw T’ao Ch’ien.

The Bengalis negotiate their space with corrupt politicians and landsharks.

The stories of terror continued well after the tsunami had passed.

Indifferent day. Sparrow fretting for rain gathers grass and seeds.

The danger was my own carelessness, and now I was waist deep in it.

My daughter swallows arrows of sunlight on her way to the grave.

The fog’s sheen is a mirror: my mother sees the terrain of the future—

You can tell by the walls whoever lives here doesn’t want to be seen.