Academic journal article TriQuarterly

Fists and Fingers Dream

Academic journal article TriQuarterly

Fists and Fingers Dream

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A man can be so many things, hard and cold and soft and warm and tender. A man can be smooth as a blade, jagged at the edge. His eyes can draw you in, cut you open wide to please his teeth. A man can be so many things, a sinner or a saint, anything that fists or fingers can dream.

The thing about him was his voice. Glory, he was angel-tongued. Devil, he was like Lucifer with that laugh that made you reach for a rosary. He had the most gentle hands, stroking my hair that day on the porch, humming one of them Indian songs. He's the one, that's him, he was saying candy and then his big hand was up and under and I ...

When he caught that woman who jumped from the window of the burning building, he must've been sixty years old, got an award from the police. He hit that cop so hard, even his wife, afterward, didn't recognize his face. …

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