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… Our guide turns the light back on, acknowledges how uncomfortable these dungeons are. My family is alone with him … to imagine the stench, the vomit, the sounds of writhing bodies, chains drawn against chains. Callie wiggles out of my … were chambers for the 500 African women who, our guide points out, added their monthly blood to the filth that …

… the khaki slacks and striped button-down that have become standard fatigues for evangelical men across the … come as a shock when I’d first read it on the facility’s website, when I’d first learned that the homosexuality I’d … for other answers, other realities, other families or bodies I could have been born into. Every time I realized that …

… the biggest he’d ever seen, and the first brown one. He’d come across milk snakes and garters in the creek under the El, down by KFC, but never this close, this big and this slow moving. He … half-dried slime and remnants of fur, scales, and cricket bodies he’d missed before—for this was not the tank’s first or …

… deal about the man who would be my father-​in-​law: the comedy of overstating the obvious, the irony of noting the … was Walt. Was because Walt is no longer in this world. He died eleven years ago at the age of eighty-​one, having … tell him I’ll take that too. Hey, I want to live.” But Walt also struck me as someone ready to die, at least more ready …

… prayed the Psalms silently, from memory, the monastic melodies echoing in his mind. I heard only the silent cold, … food and Fox News blaring on three televisions. On the recommendation of a Swedish friend, Benjamin, I had applied … a small wing attached only by a common stairwell with entry points to the friars’ kitchen and basement. I moved into the …