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Three poems by Tina Kelly are presented. "LETTER WRITTEN WITH THE KRUGER BROTHERS PICKING IN THE BACKGROUND." First Line: Dear One, So Saturday we finally; Last Line: not the music. "ON ASSIGNMENT WITH DITH PRAN IN NEW JERSEY." First Line: Heart of The Killing Fields, fighter of genocide, Last Line: If they can do that for me, my spirit will be happy. "DISPATCH FROM THE OFFICE OF THE CREATOR OF WORDS." First Line: They come in every day, by mail, electronic and paper, Last Line: in mudgrunt, thinking few thoughts. Silent and alone.

The poem "AND THE BEACH RIGHT THERE WAITING FOR US" by Tina Kelley is presented. First Line: What are you doing, 16 years later, Last Line: I knew too well not to cross that line.

The poem "ABLOOM AND AWRY" by Tina Kelley is presented. First Line: God lurks in the story of stethoscope, Last Line: most of all, inshallah, the many years to come.

The poem "THE NEXT CREATION OF THE UNIVERSE" by Tina Kelley is presented. First Line: After it was all over, time; Last Line: How long can you let this universe last?

The poem "Cancer Scare" by Tina Kelley is presented. First Line: Everyone has one, sooner or later, Last Line: three weeks!—and add another, to get the results.

Presents the poem "Calling Up Dorothy," by Tina Kelley. First Line: She handed me the phone and told me to call Dorothy. Last Line: And she laughs in her sleep.

Presents the poem "Each of Us," by Tina Kelley. First Line: We are all here in these eyelashes of flakes zinging at our faces over and over, Last Line: grandmothers. Come along, look up, mouth open. Take them in, a cold wet eucharist.

Presents the poem "The Joy of Reading 'The Joy of Cooking,'" by Tina Kelley. First Line: Yet. Last Line: Do not disturb the boiling.

Presents the poem "Where Babies Come From," by Tina Kelley. First Line: "If you become a bird and fly away from me," Last Line: to her if she were with me. Even now, she is flying away.

Presents the prose poem "In Memoriam, the Happiness of Breezy Point," by Tina Kelley.

The prose poem "The Last Christmas My Daughter Won't Know About Sex" by Tina Kelley is presented. First Line: She says she doesn't want a boyfriend "because you have to pay him too much." Last Line: And I think, damn, she could tame alligators, but not boys, with those eyes.

The poem "First Flight Just the Two of Us" by Tina Kelley is presented. First Line: Little happy dirt ghosts shining— Last Line: your tiny hands, send them clapping.

Presents the poem "Last Meditation on My First Husband," by Tina Kelley. First Line: Maybe, in a third-floor closet, Last Line: for you, now, from here.

Presents the poem "The First Two," by Tina Kelley.