Tag Archives: Apocalypse

Good at Finding

Good at Finding

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I can still hear her sayin’, “Why you want to clean up after people’s dirty selves. Not too much pride in that.”more

The War of Naked Aggression

The War of Naked Aggression

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“When Sherman took Savannah,” she whispered to his ear. “He left it unburnt.” Her head rested below his left shoulder, away from the room of eyes. “That’s how I’d like to leave you.” more

Nineteen Ninety-Nine

Nineteen Ninety-Nine

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“Dad said if the world was ending he wanted his grill under the maple in our backyard more