Amyra pressed her hands on the brick wall and rubbed it. She thought about hanging something on there, but she did not have the tools to make a hole. In fact, the thought of having a hole in the wall would be enough.

The air has its dark confessional, and I have mine. Hot is called raw by some, hate mixed with malice for others. I am only separated by this dark window of time from you, but you never feared the lovely or the lonely.

THERE'D been mutterings on the shareholders' board about a dodgy deal shoved through. In the rush after the towers' thing to get out relevant stock an executive producer had signed off on some film school kid for five big ones to shoot a…

I wake up with the taste of mud in my mouth. Ashy, sulfurous, charred, with traces of rotten shellfish.

Behind the plastic kitchen, where the special children sometimes sit, a large boy in tight dungarees had grabbed Stephanie's hair in one fist.

When I was a kid, I was terrified of dying in a bombing, which is strange, really, because I lived in Long Island, which has relatively few bombings to speak of.

I remember being sent a picture once from one of my old roommates, Louise, back in Chicago where I came from. The photo was taken when she’d come out for a visit to California. In the picture I am sitting on the front stairs of my house in the Rockridge

The beachy slope never draws such goliaths.

Normally I would have never drank such a wine, but it was late on a Friday evening and the bottle was on the house...

Suds, like gossamer bandages at her wrists, concealed the turbulence below but could not relieve it.

In his fridge he had one piece of meat. He hadn’t been expecting me. I cooked it for him and watched him eat.

So I’ll wait for her to clear all burden from her head and feel the ocean move us. Stand up, walk over to me and kiss me as we glided through open water.

At any moment, she'll come outside to pick up the day’s newspaper. He can see it resting beneath the blooming crape myrtle, its plastic wrapper glistening with dew.

For you I bring the circus, I reinvent the shine

He deplaned Air France flight 9 from JFK to Charles de Gaulle airport at quarter past noon.