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After
Peety draws his jeans up, I knock the musty old hay off his rear. He
reaches down and pops me on the a*s too, thinking I was only playing. ..
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The small town of Pink Hill has experienced a tragedy and scandal involving a young couple that reveals the ugliness of prejudice and collective myopi..
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Collection of needles, glass-shard wings:you skip around the wall,are called by your various names:mosquito hawk, nephrotomafamily tipuldae,cray (no i..
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He calls me “baby girl,” or “b***h”:the latter when I break up his partiesthat go on all night, never sure whichneighbor calle..
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Born during the worst drought in our region’s history,I was nearly three before I saw rain.My mother couldn’t keep me in the house,and Gra..
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Virginia
Woolf could not have been more wrong when she described the pursuit of
knowledge as a simple path from A to Z. If her character Mr. Ramsa..
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I
manage to block out what just happened for the entire stroll across
campus. By the time I reach the parking lot, I can feel my knees
wobbling ..
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When
I wake, Hegel is still curled up around my feet. I must have stirred
in the last moments of sleep because he watches me eagerly, his tail
t..
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“You never responded last night. I hope you don’t think I was too hard on you.”
Robert settles himself onto the leather chair acr..
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I
manage to hide in my office for the rest of the afternoon. Around four
I hear something thunk into the plastic mailbox on the front of my
door..
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