Fiction
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Mon Jan 14 2013
We had chickens, mostly. I didn’t think I could milk a cow. Brett said “Sure you can,” so there was
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Mon Jan 14 2013
I feel tricked. Sometimes it seems that you think you fell out of an elephant’s nose and that I’m
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Mon Jan 14 2013
Ed pretends he knows what it means when his brother says, “She hates the taste of it.” They are in
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Mon Jan 14 2013
They’re in Needles for the night. At least, that was the plan. But Rick had shut his cell phone off
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Mon Jan 14 2013
Mrs. Gillespie and my mother are having a glass of sherry in the sitting room and don’t want to be
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Mon Jul 16 2012
1. Plaster
A few months ago, my father died.
In 1986, when he was thirty-two years old—the year I
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Mon Jul 16 2012
It means nothing to me. I have no opinion about it, and I don’t care.
Pablo Picasso, on news of the
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Mon Jul 16 2012
I don’t yet know what this is about, or if there’s a master plan, but since I am by nature romantic
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Mon Jan 16 2012
Translated from French into English by El Hadji Moustapha Diop
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I get out of bed early in
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