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"Isn't it time to remove the nails, and put Jesus to rest once and for all," Mary asks.
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At James’ funeral, Edward recalled the Brooklyn night in James’ Chevy.
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Clare sits bolt upright in the hard plastic chair, warily tracking every passer-by. In her lap, Kim’s hair is damp with sweat, dark blonde curls melting against her flushed cheeks. Clare absently strokes the length, soothing both of them.
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“Do you have a job? Are you going back to school,” I asked, you know, because I’m hip like that.
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don’t ask me to set my goals./
I have none except safe air to breathe,/
a reliable roof,/
something aromatic in the oven.
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