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I love you to distraction, she would say. I love you beyond love.

Out by the road was her son standing without a stitch of clothing.

Since the accident she lost her hold on the world and never got it back.

Her will is resolute, and he knows enough not to challenge it.

I’m no longer the buzzards glooming over the mango tree.

I would slip the hook under the sow’s chin, hold my breath, and pull.

Filarial worms in bloodstream darkness know when it’s night.

After four years of watching his body implode, we’re terrified.

You remind me of lizards birthed in an outhouse by an ogre or a loon.

No one is dead, but you should come back. See what’s become of us.

It was half the Spanish he knew—stop, I have a shotgun.

What was she thinking, driving alone to see a man she’d never met?

A man jostles my stride to the street, no shoulder on which to move.

No, you may not walk there. No, you may not stand on that. He is not here.

“Aren’t you full of surprises,” Talinda would have said. If she had known.

“Whoa, look—the monkey prof. Can you believe it? He was just on TV.”

My children, children, remember to let me go, delete my number.

That there are five sturdy red Gerber daisies in a jar on the table.

Raw, glistening—god’s design. Her newborn flesh-on-the-bone.

All we knew from my father was that my sister had to be cut from her car.

This is not America! It is not the America I grew up in, it’s
a joke.

Some women have all the tit out hip out flat of the hand & tone of voice.

“Ki-Tae the famous pastor,” Jae says to her. “Can you believe life.”

Despite seeing the other knockoffs, I hoped my dress would be perfect.

The caved-in storefront looked as if a missile had slammed into it.

There was a dry snap inside the door of the safe. “There it is.”

Tirelessly her arm rose and fell, till the child at last fell at her feet.

Lust was just a frenzy of activity that had mostly led Benny in circles.

Jennifer Egan’s A Visit From the Goon Squad wins Pulitzer Prize.