Befriending a couple is like arriving in a European town where the language[1] is unfamiliar to you. Schoolgirls sing near the synagogue of apricots,
Her armless arms, her hairless head, lost doll feathering through duckweed, porcelain skull lighting the shallow pond like those eels, like eroding corals, so
I went to the worst of bars / hoping to get / killed. / but all I could do was to / get drunk
What if complete sentences came at you meeting questions from a child you knew not to ask; and all the years between paraded past