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Water runs through a number of these pieces — to calm, to claim, to muddy. We think of the way travelers are pulled into spaces, often despite themselves, seeking a level, running well-worn paths, nudging a way. Dedicated to Ellen

For weeks, my roommate and I sat idly watching as we drank our afterwork beers and the fish tails grew ever more ragged.

As I sat alone those few days without my husband, I watched men watching me the same way clams must watch fishermen skulking along shoals where their shadows lengthen.

“Everyone at work asked me why I agreed to drive so far to come out here when there are other beaches much closer,” my mom is saying, “and I tell them that there’s just something about this place.”

The smile she flashes at the mention of her niece is enough to make us all fall a little in love with the bride.

I look up, and the TV reads, “Bipolar depression is different.” What is a pattern?

by Gerard Sarnat

I grew/ a Sarnatsky graybeard then prayed myself from one/ decrepit synagogue to another yet another all across/ Zentral Europaisa.