the neighbor who was going to rent the farm for cattle was in the habit of borrowing it from ...
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stained glass; it was like praying inside a jewel. She could kneel for hours with her face in her hands ...
"She always stood up tilll come home, no matter what hour. I come in the door and it's not ...
along black lines of fences. The snow let up, but still there was no edge to the land where it met the ...
Oldenburg rattled the door at daybreak. Milton dug holes and planted posts. By noon his sweat had lost its ...
on its garbled music. Shoving against the men's room door, Milton splashed into the urinal, ...
him. And though it was his mother who packed the good lunch of sandwiches and oranges in the neat ...
him by an existing social, philosophical, and religious tradition instead of having to contrive it out ...
Page 15 from Issue vol1-no1 becomes a triumph of compression in its mani fold suggestion of ...
let'er down easy, then allow ya line out slowly so's it'll drift down the river ...
