30-8

Arms thrown overhead in loose curves, her body lay motionless
on the pavement. The driver pulled out his cellphone. Papers
fluttered into the air. Beside the silent car, onlookers clustered.

30-6

He
held her
word still on

his
tongue, like
a pearl cradled

in
moist muscle,
feeling her meaning

and
intent radiate
in the darkness

of
his mouth.
And then swallowed.

Trees

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30-2

Toes
dug into
the cooling sand,

heads
thrown back,
we gazed at

the
limitless pinpoint
stars above. "I've

never
seen one
fall," she confessed.

We
sat, astonished,
in the darkness.

30-3

He stood, wobbling, before me.
He spoke of opera and far-flung places.
His tiny, leashed dog leapt up my legs.
I wondered what story brought him to the cathedral doorway.