He could build a city. Has a certain capacity. There’s a niche in his chestwhere a heart would fit perfectlyand he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place –well then, game over.

Here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed.

We pull our boots on with both handsbut we can’t punch ourselves awake and all I can do is stand on the curb and say Sorryabout the blood in your mouth. I wish it was...

A man walks into a bar and says: Take my wife–please. So you do. You take her out into the rain and you fall in love with her and she leaves you and you’re desolate.You’re...

He had green eyes, so I wanted to sleep with him. Green eyes flecked with yellow, dried leaves on the surface of a pool. You could drown in those eyes, I said. The fact of...