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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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Yetis grow big beards. It is important to picture them there against the severe mountains with a big beard. It is important to wonder why a yeti grows …
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Mar 26CommentShare
They are reading by the fire when there’s motion in the baby monitor, he looks up, there is a man standing over their daughter’s crib; he cannot and wi…
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In ancient times a great number of brave and valorous knights set out from the castle in search of the king’s moodboard. For the wizard Arteblast had f…
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Mar 12CommentShare
Debra would call, I would pick up. Why did you pick up, Debra would ask, and I would think: Why did you call? but I would say, No one else is here. Wel…
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Mar 3CommentShare
I’d come out of the jewelry store late one afternoon and the heat was coming down like the king of Spain had died. I was off work. I booked it for my f…
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Feb 24CommentShare
They drink hot tea beneath the tarpaulin and fill their stomachs with eggs and rice and when the rain passes they break camp and ride a trail cut into …
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Feb 19CommentShare
The next morning he goes out alone, early, when the cool fogs are still hanging over the river. He is singing, and sometimes he sings back to the birds…
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Feb 12CommentShare
A weighted pen, why a weighted pen, it had a head, a face with a jaguar’s mouth around it, big orchid petals with jewels behind that — it all made of c…
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Feb 3CommentShare
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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Jan 28CommentShare
I had a key to the back door of the house and when the lock turned you developed this sense all the organs in the house were twisting, that the bolt wa…
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Jan 21CommentShare
Denying that I slept in my chair became a ritual of horses. The manager would come up the aisle and rap my throat and say where are you and I would poi…
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