If you find yourself being questioned about a crime you
did not commit, resist at all costs the impulse to be helpful.
—social psychologist Richard Ofshe
Where were you the night of July 10?
I am unable to say from what place, from which dream,
If you were to commit a crime . . .
I would prepare the hundred masks that must fit a single face.
You would plan it?
How many persons, cities, or roads does jealousy make us
eager to know? I'd think about details.
Like hair and fibers?