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Index
I Write to You
Preface: “...late in the game”
The Assassination of Thomas Howard
Acknowledgements
Author’s Notes
The Ride
Workers of the Earth
“In the year 1984...”
“...on Cascade Dairy”
My Erector Set / The Electron Guns
Advancing the Wheel Lines
Feeding the Calves
Milking the Heifers
“...too young to know”
Inheritance
Days and Games
Man Boobs
I Grew Up Watching Ed O’Neill
Thank You, Bixby Snyder
Sugars and Plastics
A Stolen Kiss / “Buko”
“Non sequiturs exist...”
He Travels
The Shoes Hit the Pavement
A Mission, a Will...a Hope
Returns / Departures
America
Our Past
Pequeñas Fiestas
Porn Mags and Tabloid Television
A Simple Ode to George Carlin
A Grim Connection
Hip Hop
Tongues at Work / Liquid Swords
“Dolphin”
“...a baby was birthed”
Festivus Celebrations in Room 7
I Love the Seventh Grade
Dylan Bales
“...like Doctor Evil”
Four Corners
Teaching is a Privilege
Joseph Malins Was Right
Intestinal Worms and Top Ramen Noodles
“...like a broken rec—”
A Tiny Tornado
“...Dairy Queen it!”
Meetings and Minds (and Mine)
Son-of-a-Bitching Bastards
Hot Pocket Holes
Developing the Curriculum / Sexy Words
Consulting the Bones
Decisions, Decisions
Reconnoitering the Rim
Total Annihilation
“Boring” and “Awesome”
My So-Called “Quest” / “Bra Buddies” / The Taste of Blood
The Motivational Speaker
The Boy in the Boots
The Boy in the Chair
A Real Circus
“...a season of peace”
Abundance and Scarcity
The Youth at the Mall
Door-to-Door Selling
The Mormon Melvin Udall
I Knew
Rebeca’s Laugh
Love Can
Happiness / Joy
I...Can Hardly Stand Her Beauty
“...should we believe in miracles?”
“...to nowhere but here”
If Moments Were Endless
Two Young Scamps
The Proposal
The Madness, the Preparations
Our First Thanksgiving
Gray Thursday
Our First Christmas
The Wedding in Utah
“...thm rmght thmng”
“The eye crud, the sleepy dirt”
Two Horses—Together in a Harness
“...I worry about breaking wind during our lovemaking”
When I Kissed You
Little by Little
Resolve / Purpose
I Put a Rose in Her Hand
Communion and Corned Beef
I Love You—
“While passing through these portals...”
Color, Cracks, and Concrete
Another Home
The Rain in Guacimo
The Wedding in San José
Another Superkiss
“Michael Jackson”
Eight Stones
The Spanish / Ejecting Brass
Pura Vida / Competing in the World Cup
“The goddamn language barrier...”
Freedom, Joy, and Ice Cream
Crisps
Our Choices...Our Deaths
“...in his car seat”
The Spike and My Bullet
Our Very Limited Time
Those Cadillac Hands
“...I return to the Source”
A Beautiful Death
An Ugly Death
A Sudden Death
The Last Death
I Died
Thoughts and Feelings
Finding Solace in Something Stupid
“...from neck to nuts”
Nobody Will Ever Read This
Ted Bundy’s Mine
Stansbury Stars
Penalty Shots
Thirty-Three Thousand Defeats
In the Hours
Hopelessness
We—
“...so I can disappear”
“I get it!”
Faith is a Friend
“...I failed to find it”
Passing Churches
Jesus Died
Ted Haggard
Worship at the Rainbow-Lit Church House
Admiration for the Atheist
There is No Christ
Ambulatus
Gods and Galaxies
The Universe / The Universes
Voices
Constancy
The Caricature Artist
Christopher Robin, Former Child Star
Her Curls / Predator
She Lost Them
Voices I Heard in 2012
At Your Best
At Your Worst
“...quite capable of civility”
“...rounding that corner”
From Tinseltown to YouTube
Nihilism
I Hate Love
“...not our whales”
Ravings
The Motherfuckers
“The cold reminds us...”
O! To Be a Shark
“...two snails humping”
Digging with Sergei
The One-Dollar Seat
The Master of The Cause
“...of every lucky day”
The Sandwich
“...the niggling but inevitable feeling”
Planets and Tennis Balls
22,514 Digits of π
13.7 Billion Years from Yesterday
Collapse / Rebirth
What We Spend
Jeff Junior
A Small Measure of Integrity
A History of Turpitude
Every Day / Cathartic Shots
Paying the Bill
Some Useless Words
Words That Offend
The Beauty of Bullshit
Edit, Revise, Redact, and Correct
Everything I Write is Shit
Something Lovely / “I took the piss out of it”
“The Masterpiece”
I Should Have Thrown This Napkin Away
The Little Blips of the Caret
“With burning lungs”
Blooming Tulips
Abrupt Left Turns
Copacetic Sounds
Poems without Homes
Small Victories
33
Poetry Found Me
“...a black ocean”
“...without our consent”
“...the Pacific Ocean revealed nothing”
“...a final glimpse of the last ebb tide”
Author’s Biography
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