She sees Connick Jr. now has a microphone. He is singing “All of Me” as if he meant her to take all of him.

Dead drunks sing Christmas/ songs-

It's important to make a sure sound. It's not impossible you know. It's just funny I suppose, like being in a dream of another dream. All these things could be mashed and tumbled together to make us one big clay hero, someone…

It went like this: We were at the river. It had been a long day. The sun set over the hill tops, now. Me and Danny sat by the edge with buckets of water full of small fish and some dead crab that we'd got from the market, earlier and looked out over the small waves the…

this doesn't turn me on

Died is forever. Passed away/ Is ambiguous. Dead isn’t/ polite.

I took a lover on Ibiza either because he was clean-smelling or because he had a hotel room and there were none to be had.

In grief, I'd ride a slow train there with you, / one hand in yours and one hand on the rail,

'Do you feel that, my little one?' Stillness. Calm. I felt the baby move her tiny little feet and smiled.

The trees would answer with a creak and a crackle. Fall was near, a rotten apple.

Once a friend asked me to write about rape in an email, so I wrote that it is a weapon of war that would not work here because partners do not give in to it; in fact, they would say it is infidelity in relationships.

"He turns in his bed, and reaches for a body, like the blind to braille."

You had autumn in your hair I liked the way you sat at a table And drank champagne My past years have carried me To sixteen countries Christ, we have so much to share Listen, I know how the other half lives And we can’t live like that an

Difference 'twixt night and day

The drop is like a hangman's drop, an executioner's, but farther and longer, perhaps three or four seconds.