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S. Merwin Love constant beyond death Last of the shadows may close my eyes good-bye then white day ... and with that my soul untie its dear wishing yet will not forsake memory of this shore where it burned ...

I told him. He looked away. There's a clinic, he said, in Dallas. I covered his lips with my ... A one-bedroom. He stared at the ceiling. Jimmy? I said. Goodbye, goodbye, I told the mirror long before I really ... barbecue potato chips. My breasts swelled. I felt great. Hormones, the doctor said. At first my baby was ...

Page 476 from Issue 13-14 was due to vanity, and besides, there was a strain of fancy in Mother, ... My uncle, who was a sarcastic old man, used to mortify her by telling the story over and over: he and ... the marriage was settled. The Dance of the Water­ flies! "That's the way my family ...

could acquire it. His real fancy was to build one. In his most unrestrained moments he wished himself ... as so many other of my friends did, with carbon, saltpeter, and sulfur tamped into smoky, ... sidewalk. John and others like him-my second cousin who in search of the atom burned down his ...