I forgot how to breathe when a dog pretending to be a coyote came within yards of us wearing a still tail You held onto me and I onto you loving our fear we wouldn't move Sweet tickles rush into the nose melt away the close gross of an industrial…

I unzip him out of skin. Find what is dark and black inside. Mistake jutting spine for zipper grooves.

At thirteen he laid his seventeen-year-old neighbor, under the smell of agarbatti cones and to the keening of Physical Graffiti. She was kind, generous, and surely less beautiful than he remembered.