As if any of them would give a damn about him, some washed-up vet from the Korean War, one of the wars they don’t really teach about in school, because the jury’s still out on whether we won.

“It’s just half an hour, / it’s just a marriage, just a week’s worth of sex, it’s just / easier to move my thumb along the screen protector / like it’s tender, it’s just grief after grief after / your kid at a baseball game after grief after gif / after grief”

“I needed to know that others had endured what my family was going through, regardless of the outcome.”

“One of us remembers the honeyed ink / in the waiting womb…”

“The dogs sniffed my rhinoceros feet with delight.”

“One spring, the tree—their oak tree—developed a strange rash.”