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Eat Me

Eat Me

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Everyone loved to bite me, to take little pieces of me whenever they felt like it.more

Tex Shochet

Tex Shochet

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The boat to Cyprus cost us only our labor. In the short time of many hours we formed the bond of work. We were not unflinching, but we worked through the flinches.more

Birthday Boy

Birthday Boy

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…And a channel opened between her and me, but shit I mean to tell you I was like holding my breath as I’m cutting and she’s telling me about her and Brian and if I hadn’t been cutting her hair I would have been crying so hard, but I knew if I let it out I wouldn’t be able to finish and the channel would close…more

Kiss Those Days Goodbye

Kiss Those Days Goodbye

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An old man is confronted with an existential terror encroaching upon his land.more

TWO STORIES

TWO STORIES

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Two people climb up the sides of Mount Coffin on a dusky-dark November morning, only a half-mile apart, though they don’t know about each other yet.more

Loose Stitch, 1991

Loose Stitch, 1991

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It was a clear vision, a desire to be changed by something. more

Rescuing Jacobi

Rescuing Jacobi

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Saturday, 3:20 PM. The woods behind school. Our plan to get stoned hits a snag when Danny and I happen upon a four-foot-deep hole, and stand peering down at our teacher, Mr. Jacobi, immobile at the bottom. An evil, booze-infused smell fills the air.more

Fourth and Inches

Fourth and Inches

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He still woke up with blood in his mouth, the taste of the mouthguard, turf, the smell of someone’s cleat or the stink of pads or a jockstrap, and the blood was real. Still woke up as if he were under that pile of bodies, fourth and inches on that game-winning drive.more

Domestic Punk

Domestic Punk

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Welcome to the bubbling river idiot. Welcome to all idiots upon the river. It’s the day on which the bodies will be buoys in their tubes.more

Belonged to Someone

Belonged to Someone

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And the void opened up in my mind, a vast blankness at the edge of a bright red line of boundary, and I didn’t fully understand.more