from left to right, from A to Z, from high to low, from generation to generation, from all of us to all of you,
How do you deal with marrying someone right before they die?
One regurgitated Astrodome drop in a barrel, wounded [is majorly internal], dies later. That's nostalgia.
And it worked. Neighbor helping neighbor. Neighbor chopping it up with neighbor. Saying hey. Crossing the street to ask how the kids were.
the toucan w/ the tidy mind who handles distribution at the paris review
Why hold onto your books so tenderly, he asked. Why collect them in such great quantities with no intention to read them?
and I must take this road from every example even if these examples are the document of my life and every one I loved.
The Jeff-Goldblum-crossed-with-a-fly-divided-by-cat-dog-and-just-released-from-the-telepod-writhing-in-agony-in-a-pink-stinking-mess-on-the-floor kind of trans person?
The shadow plane
points perilously
in the direction of
human love.
Reason 2. Your brother is already married.
If I am going to get into your family, it’s
going to have to be through you.
I used to chug margaritas at nightclubs and whisper to blonde women. I was a large man and the mirror caused pain. I was married at the time, which makes these memories doubly shameful.
When I am sitting up in bed, which I often do, I think in terms of submersion, as if I fell through the floor.
The shovel’s sharpened tip will
Slash the dry air.
the pictures, of you, begin to resemble, you, less, the more, you scroll down.
She did not know her future husband owned a gun, but he briefly served and so it makes a sudden kind of sense.