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My Stigmata

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“Don’t you think you should tie a tourniquet or something?” she asked as I bled profusely from the points where Jesus was wounded during his crucifixion.

Crossing Over

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Joan's biospy showed the cancer had come back. Instead of preparing herself for chemo, she booked us plane tickets to the Galapagos. “Death can wait another ten days,” she said.

remembering

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I remembered because the man took us to see the horses. I didn't see something that set off a series of memories. I only saw the stables and the moon sitting pensively below the firmament. I looked at these and there was spaciousness between the moon and the stables and…

Summer, finito

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one season slips into another

Philip and Gene

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Our lives are lived backward in memory...

Bean Bag Chair

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Up to the loft we went, shedding clothes all the way. No one is home, but the place smells like the fresh cookies my mom had made before she left. It's dark and my lips hit his…

The Busy World is Perfectly Happy

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to continue to crumble its way through another grinding cycle of slowly walking to the edge of the universe ancient treelike beings, like gentle ghost buffalo, and our own thundering buildings by the hundreds of thousands, …

Carmen Rental

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But in 1991 Carmen developed a heroin habit and was forced to sell her powder blue, convertible Mercedes 500SL...

August, now and after

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I'll see her this fall, a redhead in camo

April

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Well, hello hunger: what a sweet surprise.

A Rave for "How the Sixties Ended"

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"At a bare minimum it deserves to be a major cult hit."

Smack

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They shoot up through the soles of their feet once the veins in their arms are all used up. They shoot up in their necks like the cows on the African Savannah

Mechanics

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Seems I was in the wrong place, wrong time.

A Writer Abroad

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Here’s an obvious fact: I live in Germany, but don’t speak much German. Okay, I speak very little German. Truth be told, hardly any.

Weld (St. Petersburg Blues)

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There's one graveyard for the part-timers and another for the full-timers. Ours is a little nicer, but we're still all going to hell. Do you remember St. Petersburg? No, you're memory's not that good.

Waist Deep in Tissue Packs

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It didn't matter if they burned or not.

Nothing to Worry About

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The boss has a serious problem--he's too nice for his own good.

And So Wit Begins...

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My writing career began with sitting around the tree eating Christmas presents.

Hype and Melancholy

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Sonia banks on hidden things in the minds of other people, whereas I bank on what I know.

in the sun

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an artist sits in the sun moving fingers through long hair

Sundays

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Sundays I drive her to the cemetery to visit her husband of fifty years. I've had her for two, and when I tell her I love her as much as he did, she laughs. I have to hold her elbow and help her over the bumpy grass. Today it's raining and we brought just one umbrella, so…

Confidence

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one day the words will form an order, one day the words will make a rhyme, one day the words will make a meaning

Five Million Yen: Chapter 36

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Ben panicked momentarily. Which passport?

Love of a Lifetime

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Love is easy when all is going well, but it is one of life’s profound, humbling lessons that few people love you enough to wipe your butt.

The Prodigal Son

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A minute later, a shadow appeared across the left-hand page of the book.

The Chair

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His thoughts drifted to when he was a kid, to the monthly trip to the barber.

leyh (they say)

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and then he began to sing, along with the ghostly villagers

In Season

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He saw in her something fierce and wild and gently led her to his open palm...

The instruments

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TromboneA trombone blusters his waythrough the bright restaurant,demanding to see the chef.He's furious;the prawns have given himsplitnotes.ViolinsFour violins wait for a bus in the rain.The pervading atmosphere of melancholymakes their plaintive scrapings redundant.AxeThe…

The Grand Inn

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I saw blood. The walls of the bar were completely covered in red shag carpeting. Had I been thrown back in time to the Seventies? It felt as if I had entered Hell itself. No, this was not Hell. This was the Aryan-Brotherhood's version of the movie Shaft. I…