Stories tagged texas


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Puddles—not his real name, as you’ve probably gathered, but the kind of nickname a fat kid got tagged with in our neighborhood—kept stopping short, picking underwear out of his ass or taking a breather. This had the unfortunate byproduct of my crashing in


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I would open an eye, waiting for it to absorb the scant light in the room, and I would see her on the far edge of the bed, the topography of her hips now a battlement to keep me at bay.

Zip 75248

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A stroll along the golf course rim reveals Polo-logoed litter. Could this be what they mean by white trash?


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423 days. The old man still possessed the child-like habit of biting his lower lip when he wrote. The thick skin as dry as pork rind. He recorded the days without rain in a spare, makeshift almanac. The pages waxened from the soiled press of his hand


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"They've got your number too man!" He points at my chest, jabbing the air. "They're watching us all man! Take me with you! We need to get out of Texas."

Missing Piece

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I tell myself to go back to my room, forget about the Bugs Bunny puzzle. I disobey myself


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Wolfman Jack growled his gravel.

Soaked With Love

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Dirty with Texas diamonds lose shine.

Texan American Fairy Tale

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I'm not a wife but a cipher.


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No forwarding address.


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The ice cubes had melted. "This is Irish whiskey," she told him.

Hidden Things

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Reenie had always wanted to see Paris. In her dreams at night, she walked the old streets of the city, dressed up in floaty clothes, the smell of French perfume on the air. She told us that French perfume was just how Heaven smelt. But instead of Paris she had…


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We knew the turkey would be ready soon, we weren't worried about that.

Side Dish

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"I feel sorry for your wife. The meatloaf. The turkey. The lasagna so forlorn in the deep freeze," the creamy and filling side dish said.

Texas Route 29

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Texas Route 29 is not a straight line.It traces the perimeter of our own Georgetowncompelled west kicking off shit-stained bootsgreeted by green and yeller' John Deereignored by motley cattle, heads bowed weighed low with marrow-filled horns.A Jack Nicklaus golf course…