Detective, we think you're afraid of spiders. You'd be surprised
to know what things are in your shed. We think you should feed us.
No one will ever know. Preserves, beets—anything you don't want.
We'll put the crumbs in our pockets. We'll drink lime soda.
They usually treated Detective Summers as though he were brave
because they thought spending time with him would bring their children back.
Summers approaches some women by what they're willing to do
or outdo. They believe it themselves, a freedom with bunions.
It's easy to use someone's body.