I've been having such good, clean writer fun while working on my little line-stealing project. You know, the one in which your Nesting Ground Mistress steals a little poetry and responds with fiction? I've used the following (without line breaks) so far:
1. “I'm going to die,” he says, not to anyone in particular. It's the sting of bitterness he's talking to, and at the head of the table in a Chinatown restaurant he orders another scotch before dinner.
2. All is memory, its guise in grass tufts, stone piles and low voices.
3. The small things I gathered as a child had the heartbeat of a bird.
4. All day he would gather twine from his mother's frayed skirts and braid them into wreaths of darker hues.
And I think I will be doing these, among others...
5. My power to haunt you is uncanny.
6. The first time I touched him, I thought of nothing but fruit.
And now for a little gameshow fun...can you match the poet with his/her work?
a. Daniel Tsukayama
b. Juliette Chen
c. Bino Realuyo
d. Jaime Jacinto
e. Barbara Tran
f. Oliver de la Paz