never seeing the tops of things from being so far down below at street level.

how to sit completely next to someone else. who are these people that know how to do that?

"To touch my person to some one else's is about as much as I can stand."

Well, I suspect that in three to four years Marshall will be the owner of a Corgi.

No! I am not Patrick D'Arcy, nor was meant to be;

Traduire, c’est trahir

rumors of red wine rain...

i hear a trumpet player practice from the sidewalk, & in a second story window see a blue underwearing boy draw the curtains back.

& as the bags of groceries change hands ("please, let me...") i know that perspiration from the milk will puddle on the countertop

as more important things take place upstairs.

"P.S. Kindly pardon me for disturbing you, I just found my cane."

"why did i laugh tonight?"

unclasp, unclasp.

this is heartbreaking: that man, with a silent smile, and his pink umbrella.

erections of the standard oil chart.

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up above, inside the new york public library, i think about how i'd probably return the books if i was allowed to take them away with me.

but even then i couldn't find the fiction in these hallways that don't echo.

pulling up the driveway you see in the rear view mirror her funeral flowers in the trunk; these will be pressed, you say, between

important pages of an important book.