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    I don't know why I even brought this up. Magpies flash now blue, green against the snow. They have a similar bossy shriek. Of course I could get a book or call somebody and find out about the nesting habits of crows. But what bothers me is that I only accidentally noticed them. What else have I missed? How many times in my life have I been, so to speak, on the porch, not the front porch? What w...

    2019-05-07 06:44

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    You last arrived a few days after the blizzard. Ice and snow still covered the ground, but we had a fluke of a warm day. Squirrels and magpies were chattering and sparrows and finches sang on the bare trees. I opened all the doors and curtains. I drank tea at the kitchen table feeling the sun on my back. Wasps came out of the nest on the front porch, floated sleepily through my house, buzzing i...

    2019-05-04 10:56

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    Sighs, the rhythm of our heartbeats, contractions of childbirth, orgasms, all flow into time just as pendulum clocks placed next to one another soon beat in unison. Fireflies in a tree flash on and off as one. The sun comes up and it goes down. The moon waxes and wanes and usually the morning paper hits the porch at six thirty-five.

    2019-05-04 10:41

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    The way he described the girl, her thin wrists, the blue vein on her forehead, her beauty and innocence, it broke your heart. ... "Yeah, it's cool, but it ain't pain," Willie said. "I felt pain," Kim said. "Me too," Dixie said. "I'd kill to have somebody see me that way." Everybody was arguing, saying it was about happiness, not pain. "It's about love," Daron said. "Love, no way. Dude doesn't e...

    2019-05-04 09:47

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    "The story is fucked. It was fucked when I first read it someplace. I never knew my father. I figured this was the kind of bullshit you want from us. Bet you come all over yourself how you help us unfortunate victims of society get in touch with our feelings." "I don't give a rat's ass about your feelings. I'm here to teach writing. Matter of fact you can lie and still tell the truth. This stor...

    2019-05-04 09:43

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    Anything you can say about prison is a cliché. Humiliation. The waiting, the brutality, the stench, the food, the endlessness. No way to describe the incessant earsplitting noise.

    2019-05-04 09:35

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    Weird how some people have power. Meanest mothers out there deferred to him, just by how they stood back when he passed by. He's not huge like his brother, but has the same strength and cool. They had a Chinese mother and a black father. CD has one long pigtail down his bacl. He is an unworldly color, like an old sepia photograph, black tea with milk. Sometimes he reminds me of a Masai warrior,...

    2019-05-04 09:15

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    The hairs were standing up on my arms. Mrs. Bevins was pale. Nobiody had told her CD's brother was dead. There wasn't a word about his brother in the story. That's how food it was. The story was so shimmering and taut there could only be one end to it. The room was silent until finally Shabazz said, "Amen." The guard opened the door. "Time to go, gentlemen." The other guards waited for the wome...

    2019-05-04 09:07

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    I have never had a friend again like Hope, my onliest true friend, I gradually became a part of the Haddad family. I believe that if this had not happened I would have grown up to be not just neurotic, alcoholic, and insecure, but seriously disturbed. Wacko.

    2019-05-02 07:32

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    I started out quiet, living in mountain mining towns, moving too often to make a friend. I'd fine me a tree or a room in an old deserted mill, to sit in silence.

    2019-05-02 07:24

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