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Where Have All the Wild Girls Gone?

Where Have All the Wild Girls Gone?

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Jimmy had the face of a Labrador Retriever all dogless girls know from childhood that belonged to a friend or a neighbor but of course was never theirs so that when the girls looked in Jimmy’s eyes they saw something like home but better, and if they had to guess, they’d say that is probably why they listened to him at all.more

Exit Sign

Exit Sign

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Suddenly, I hear a voice like an ancestral echo saying, “no hay peor ciego que el que no quiere ver” and I see the most obstinate of those who, blinded, refused to see: my mother. Another devastated angel, one who left without needing to emigrate, now back in her homeland. Like a gambler who risked her life to get to the casino with a single coin and is back with a tired thumb and nothing in her pockets.more

Shooting at Hurricanes

Shooting at Hurricanes

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Pop-Pop never talked about how the person you are when you ship off isn’t the person you are when you ship back. How a war story is only a story if it didn’t happen to you.more

Derailed

Derailed

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At 5:06, the tracks start singing. HG’s beer can rattles the metal arm of his chair and stops. Rattles. Stops. The tracks hum, then skip, hum skip hum skip humskip humskip humskip humskip. The sound is wrong, plain wrong…more

Buoys

Buoys

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Florida was like a page of loose leaf. Nothing and everything possible simultaneously. more

WALK IN THE FIRE    (AN EXCERPT)

WALK IN THE FIRE (AN EXCERPT)

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So, I told her, I says right there, with my shorts in one hand, my pants in the other, standing right on her front porch, bare ass as the day I was born for all the world to see, I says, if you think you’re getting a dime of child support from me, then you’remore

Real Fun

Real Fun

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William didn’t need keys to successfully steal his mother’s navy blue Camaro. He knew how to hotwire it in ten seconds flat and lived for the jolt of electricity that shot through his body every time the engine roared without a fuss.more