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Churches
… seemed barely to hold on, what was under there, if the soldiers had left that part of Him alone. But we didn’t talk … use the bathroom, but she’d be right back. I needed her to come back, so that time would keep moving. We hadn’t made … stench of my body rose up. Not only my stale breath, but also the musk from my armpits. I dropped my chin and felt …
The Hottest Blood
… side, side to side, in a motion that won’t stop until she dies. But the motion is futile. Her tiny body is being … her predator. In the next few days she will develop the complete skeletal structure of a mature bluefin. In a week, … and the Broad-winged Gannet glide on morning thermals, searching, as Bill is, for life. As we cruise, Bill …
Man With a Cutter Plough
… shall go to my pine pole mountain shack. Before the autumn comes and summer goes, Before leaves fall—I must be going … and our roots are dry— Oh, wash our dusty teeth before we die!” The muddy rain-clouds rose in the northwest And muddy … sound, Lonely as water running under ground. Autumn will come upon us like a thief And lonesome winds will blow and …
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The Journalist and the Masturbator
… subsisted on the shredded reputations of high-profile men; communal nests of solace and of recourse were fashioned from … says and her point of view as a matter of narrative expedience: Certainty is boring. Jandal is often charming, and … a larger scheme of reliability. As the critic James Phelan points out, “An implied author of a nonfiction narrative who …
Notes on Current Books, Autumn 1998
… executed 103 heretics between 1557 and 1562, “more than died in the whole of Spain” during that five-year period), … Many of the essays are reprinted; all deserve to be reread. Come Shouting to Zion: African American Protestantism in the … by the police. By telling the story through many different points of view, the conflict between the Martinican Creole …
The Duckling Essays
… The signature ink was barely dry on my Ph.D. when the Community College of Baltimore gave me my first teaching job … all around me, my fingers gripped bloodless on my new briefcase. I’d spent about 15 years preparing for this. Last … , no “In the Penal Colony,” and don’t even think of Malone Dies .” “Why not?” “Because they can’t understand the words …
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