“Underneath each seat was a small box . . .” • “Like a string of glass beads . . .” • “Looking up in the dark I thought . . .” • “I am not any closer to saying what I mean.” • “Dear Kitty, Dear God, Dear Lucifer.” • “I mean my head is a napkin folded into a swan.” • “Now my neighbor through the wall . . .” • “Maybe the pain is see-through, clicking.” • “I am writing to you as an act of immolation . . .” • “Daydreaming and soon, between my fingers . . .” • “Reaching in to touch its spine . . .” • “Like the coldness of the body . . .” • “I am drawing a window in the air around my face.” • “Even the word depression . . .” • “Or love: to be injured in the same way at the same time.” • “Tell me the first thing you loved . . .” • “In a letter found buried near a gas chamber:” • “And just near enough to read her neck . . .” • “Maybe my arms lifted . . .” • “Then lightly, in green pencil, animal loneliness.” • “In the museum of sadness, in the museum of light—” • “Often a string, attached to a bell on a headstone . . .” • “Asked by her husband on her deathbed . . .” • “As if death was a place . . .” • “I have seen my own breath in the cold.” • “Paper of the body, I pray, the mind.” • “Looking down at the floor afterward . . .” • “Another beautiful thing: a curtain of red beads . . .” • “In other words, it is better to be hungry.” • “Or I could touch my face with blood on my fingertips—” • “I would say a mind made of snow.” • “Maybe I have had my vision.” • “Pinned to a dress in Julia's closet . . .” • “I don't know how to explain the mouth anymore.” • “Until the poem becomes a house . . .” • Even looking at pictures of a bride . . .” • “Like a lake on fire . . .” • “Almost a star of blood . . .” • “I am writing to you as an act of ending.” • “Or a swan's neck above an hourglass . . .” • Notes