A Little Bird Told Me They say Aunt Jane had birds in her head. Each time she had a thought she ... blurt out everything she was thinking, because if she didn’t, all those birds would build up and she’d ... grandmother says, “Don’t you be talking like Janey, now,” and they pipe down and sit quiet like ladies. Aunt ...
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catching raisins in oatmeal. Then you hear for the first time the twittered pleasure of your comrades, ... must run up and touch it. You must do that or one day soon you will die.-Akachu, [Ivaro shaman You ... your gullet, your throat snaps taut and you wonder for an instant if you've been shot, then it ...
my son in recovery right now) (he parked cars last night because ... therapist said, when you wake in the night / terror tipping the moon on a sliding scale through the ... windowsill /and still overthink it / not over it but through it / / and really I’m whittling down the night ...
Page 80 from Issue 107-108 TRIQUARTERLY much and often got angry and insulting when he did and ... now that it's in his head. The last time the poet called her-this was a few months after she ... and I. had met-I. answered the phone and said she wasn't home and who should he say had ...
as if he had heard it all, anyway. “It’s only a couple of blocks from here. If we hurry, we’ll be ... then let them.” My brother chimes in. “That’s not how it works. Do you think they have all that free ... of bracelet? Where did you get it?” Uncle Mustafa draws one finger across his throat. Part of me ...
couldn't get it up. The poor sap didn't even know the terminology, he kept saying, "I ... classes in sex education, they sure are skillful, all that business with the tongue-did you know about ... last year he came by one night, she was dead by then, and we had a few drinks sitting by the fire, and ...
Summer 2002
weren't entirely visible. Nor did the har ried, pallid men in her department cause her pulse to race with ... "Sorry-sorry. Do you need to stop for a minute? Should I grab a taxi after all?" Issue 113 page ... young men, the boys, in her writing and literature classes who gazed at her or through her as if she ...
because time has been folded in half. You are not yourself. You are a you that has been taken from its own ... window. “What do you want from me?” I say, only it’s a whisper into the night hissed under my breath. In ... says, smiling. “It’s something I wish I could protect you from. But the decision to become a mother ...
Spring 2003
fore the cabby had time to lock them or say anything like "Hey, only five, it's the ... law." That's the way they usually did it. They knew no cab would stop for them if they all ... sides of it and get in. Only a few times did a cabby insist that one or two of them get out or that they ...
compiling this work? SB: It’s funny you say that, because I think my memory is terrible. Certain moments ... they told me at the time: “We just love each other so much.” It really is just that. You can’t bottle ... etc.,etc.—we never go away; we just go through some really depressing periods when you feel like apathy is ...