Your love to me had always
been a splinter of...

Nothing.
His plucked nails will still hurt...

It's been six years, one month
and fourteen days since the last...

Women like you
are lonely...

You are
beautiful, like a flower...

From lung to mouth
to the air. I try to write your...

When I talk with my father
about guys and their sweet...

The night is swarthy and I've been thinking
about you lately, wondering if you're eating well...

Kevin Murray,
I need to know what...

I don't usually pray.
But tonight, the hospital was crowded...

We all thought
this homeland had died...

The sky is clear, and on the sidewalk,
old men are playing backgammon...