Just Once In My Life--oh, When Have

If It's True Your Life Flashes Past Your Eyes Before You Die, Then It Is Also The Truth That Your Life Rushes Forth When You Are Ready To Start To Truly Be Alive.

Then The Children Went To Bed, Or At Least Went Upstairs, And The Men Joined The Women For A Cigarette On The Porch, Absently Picking Ticks Engorged Like Grapes Off The Sleeping Dogs. And When The Men Kissed The Women Good Night, And Their Weekend Whiskers Scratched The Women's Cheeks, The Women Did Not Think Shave, They Thought Stay.

I Exaggerated Even Before I Began To Exaggerate, Because It's True — Nothing Is Ever Quite As Bad As It Could Be.

He Wondered How We Know That What Happens To Us Isn't Good.

Dreams: The Place Most Of Us Get What We Need.