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I always knew mint was the enemy. Growing against the raised beds, with garlic and beans inside. Pond in the background. Mint was an enemy in the way…
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In the movie the woman leaves the man because he will not let her sit on his face anymore and she cannot fathom why that would be, sex was the last good…
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They arrive just after the mail slides into my basement. Gruesome, pieces that portend the ends, pieces that illuminate the furnace with a band of…
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I rose and made it halfway to the sink before, my mind so shot through with holes, I fainted and smacked off the countertop. My girlfriend screamed. I…
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The general store in my town has two sliding doors. When the children get muddy at the river they will press their lips against the glass. One will wave…
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Sewn up from the bottom of the pond the new bear rose. She reached her five curved claws over the ice and pulled down. The sheet gave like a trampoline…
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Behind my house growing up lived an old man in a doublewide. It was this funny sliver of property between us and the Meeks and his family had owned it…
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Do you know the pale morning dun? It’s a mayfly. About this big. Trout go crazy for them. A few years ago I went camping on a lake in the southern…
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I set the price of gas. I sit between the woman who approves the cause of thunder and the team for missing circuits. A cloth wall separates our desks…
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The rain, that drummer, I tried to hear between the taps. The sound of the rain needs no translation, a talk said once quoting a monk long passed. Did I…
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The mules were drooling, the sign, the driver said, we approached the summit. The trail wound back through the trees and when the mules proved correct…
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You gave up. Pardon? Velez knew what you meant. You backed off. For a governor’s race out in the provinces. Children in the yard. No blood, no interest…
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