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Gargoyle
Continue reading: GargoyleWhen I carved a rose the size of my palm to give to her, a sliver of stone flew into my right eye and carved it out. Well, I still had one eye and the feeling in two hands and heart. She allowed me to kiss her but nothing more.
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On the Tokyo Trains
Continue reading: On the Tokyo TrainsOn the Tokyo trains we stand close as lovers, while men in white gloves push us closer together. On top of each other, elbows fill empty spaces and faces leave streaks on the windows. We move as one body, sway hard, back again.
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God Only Knows This Is Nowhere
Continue reading: God Only Knows This Is NowhereA line of people, perhaps even friends, stand at a bar in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Some of them are even fashionable.
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What Rachel Didn’t Know
Continue reading: What Rachel Didn’t KnowWhat Rachel didn’t know about the letters she wrote to Private First Class Moralez was that sometimes he ate them. He would read them from beginning to end and then he would lick the paper. He would run his finger along the jagged edges where Rachel had torn the paper from her spiral notebook, imagining…
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I Know Where You’ve Gone
Continue reading: I Know Where You’ve GoneDidn’t I make a nice spread for all of you? I did. I watch you, with your temporary names and bodies, mingle and hover and talk about why you are here and who you are here for, or about other things. Sometimes you shut your mouths. That’s fine too. I put cocktail napkins in your…