Teacher, they said to Jesus, The law of Moses says to stone her. What do you say? —John 8:5
You know how it is when your speeding car spins on the ice at night
and you think here it is?
When the deer spring across
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You know it was funny because he seemed so well the night before
I stayed over to meet a student before class
—sitting at the picnic table...already so hot so early.
I must have been looking for a pen or something
when I thought of the car keys and, rummaging through my bag,
couldn’t find them and was up and walking across the grass when
I heard myself say, I feel as if I’m going to lose something today,
—and then I knew, and ran the rest of the way.