Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbour's.

You never know what goes on behind closed doors. I’ll tell you a secret: I know how to be in two places at once. No one can even tell. It looks like I’m here at my desk, writing a poem, but I’m also sorting through a chest of pine drawers filled with toys. Here’s a howler monkey in a striped nightcap. Here’s a doll with a red-checkered dress. Here’s a little pink horse with a horn. I’m not allowed to leave the house, so I hide in the back of the closet and wait. Sometimes he finds me. Some nights he doesn’t even come looking. There’s no telling and no one to tell.

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