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A Country Doctor

A gravely ill man was waiting for me in a village ten miles distant.

A Day at the Beach for Aphrodite

I was enraged at being alone on the outside of all that love and lust.

A Day in the Life of Woman Cartoonist

I'll rid the world of bad things. But first, I need to get more coffee.

A Final Conversation

I used bravado to protect myself when we lived in poverty.

A Good Woman Blues

You will be a broke blues man with only some story of how you were.

A Kind of Thinking and Other Poems

Life, then, was song and purple font, imagining in words a future.

A Likely Story: Anniversary

Passions played among the orchids and through cherish and reveal.

A Map to Now

I thought my body was mine until it a map anyone could use.

A New Year’s Gift

He ended every year in this manner, writing and dreaming.

A Numbers Game

We are in his car. “Bell, I’m starving. Want to go for a burger or pizza?” I panic. Pizza. 285 calories per slice. Burgers. Harder to estimate.

A Place Like This

I can see on him how things are changing for and against us.

A Real Writer

Advance planning was never Hank’s strong suit, he had to leave her.

A Sailor

She did not leave him for the sailor. So why should he be angry?

A Secret Space

Two weeks after she and Mark were married, Hannah fell in love.

A Small Blip on an Eternal Timeline

I grabbed him by the face and told him life only comes to a person once.

A Small Hotel

The allure of Mardi Gras is to feel this way: unseen and unseeable.

A Small Motor

A boy watching another boy lucky gets an ache. That is a small motor.

A Smile of Fortune

She favoured me with an even more viciously scornful “Don’t care!”

A Storyteller’s Story

Americans have always a kind of tenderness for cheat.

A Taste for Winter

She is very rich. She will leave me everything when she dies, he says.

A Trout in the Milk

How much simpler and more satisfying was the company of men.

A Walkabout in Andrew Wyeth’s Painting and Other Poems

My bike, my skinny body, my pent breath was thrown to the grass.

A Weary Desperado

I was convinced she’d be back in the morning, like the sun.

A Windfall

She flicked a bit of citrus on her tongue. Her laugh was hard and high.

A. Roolette? A. Roolette?

She remembers that golden ocean, the promise of a whole new land.

A. Roolette? A. Roolette?

She remembers that golden ocean, the promise of a whole new land.

Acorns

The guards ripped off Mara’s clothes, pinning her head against the wall.

Adventures of a Would-Be Filmmaker

Since I am in my seventies, it is now or never, and I know it.

Aeneas Leaves Kansas

All night the insects’ grinding jaws chewed through the darkness.

Affliction Parish and Other Poems

He tuned the future backward as he left the ringing water to reclaim me.

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