Helen

Female | Unspecified | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 8

EXTRACT: You look through people's windows and imagine it's your room you're looking into that bed that chair that rug that table you imagine yourself in the room out of the cold out of the heat away from people's gaze alone and at peace but you know all the time that it isn't your room that you haven't a chair or a bed or a rug or a table and no ease and no peace and no solitude but loneliness and that what you love is what you wish you didn't love

Helen

Female | Unspecified | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 16

EXTRACT: I don't know if what he says is right or wrong I don't know if you do or don't exist I know that we do I know that he is black and I am white I know that his hand fits around my wrist I know that his arm goes around my waist I know the weight of his body I know that when he whispers to me in the night that I will listen to him I know that when I sleep he is beside me

Paul

Male | Unspecified | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 13

EXTRACT: when your gate creaks and a stranger knocks at your door he knocks at the door of the house of god the god whose hands bake your bread and bring your children into the world god is the barber's razor god is the nail clenched between the cobbler's teeth god is swollen with milk god bleeds like a young girl becoming a woman god is the fist and the arm made strong by work god sleeps in the hollows of an old woman's eyes wakes in eyes of a boy kissing his first love