Tossed up like a handful of confetti, she, red tail, is elbowed off like a bride to the wild, but she reels and staggers,
He shall make the woman drink the bitter water that brings a curse, and this water that brings a curse and causes bitter
The reeds along the north rim are crushed Flat from three months of snow and flood. (Stunned into silence, broke and shocked. But that’s
In the mirror: my flesh seems stable, but maybe… any minute. The mechanism. It runs and it goes on running. Why can’t Richard walk?