Lyric Prose |
“Water Monologues”
“My wife went out to check the cars and they were submerged. But that’s not what she said. She said, ‘Look — a fox.'”
Lyric Prose |
“Under Canine (outtakes)”
“Let Ramón remind the Lady that he is a Blessed Creature of the Living God, no less an Incarnation than she, more holy than profane in all his doings, as Beautiful as a Good Dog on a day at the Dog Park, when dog frolic is the movement of heaven.”
Lyric Prose |
“a treat”
“We played together until she was called home for dinner. She told me to visit her any time and gave me the number of her flat, pointing to the door that led to her section of units.”
Lyric Prose |
“The Enchantment of Death: Briar Rose”
“Every child who learns a story by heart learns his or her own story. Unbeknownst to the child, it speaks inside her, through the forms of the fairy tale, the life knotted in her blood that will dissolve over the years.”
Lyric Prose |
“The Smell of a Peeled Orange from Across the Room”
“… she told me I was a stupid boy and that meant that there would be no other night like this for me and I couldn’t remember my name but her name was Sally …”
Lyric Prose |
“Four Interiors,” “Distance Prayer,” “Mala” & “John Donne: A Closet Drama”
“She would scratch my back and shoulders lightly. She would call me Angelique. We were close and we were not. The world was full of things we could not say, so many I barely noticed them.”