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  • Sign Language I & II translated by Kareem Abu-Zeid

    It’s not that I

  • The Afterlife of Breath

    My father dead on the gurney

  • Musée des Beaux Arts 

    Look at the science, already. 

  • Imperial Crimson

    There is no way I can write ‘producing meanings’ as my job in the CV,

  • Rizal Stadium, World War II

    He was almost home, poor guy.

  • Yet Another Life

    And then one day I was no longer up

  • Trudy Cooks Fish and The General

    The fish seemed fresh that night, as if they’d been caught off the coast near Zanzibar

  • A Hole in My Backyard

    I get very nervous, I admit.

  • Coattails

    When I was eighteen, I wanted to write a screenplay based on my father’s life: from his birth in poverty, how his family gathered around one scant meal a day of potatoes and onions

  • Quickies in Widowhood with three instances of laughter (one not narrated), two instances of crying

    Amid the whiteness of cheeses, corn puffs,

  • White Zinfandel

    Again last night I dreamed the dream called Waiter.

  • A Brief Portfolio

    I said goodbye to a friend who left a hole filled