How to be alone By Donika Kelly Summer 2016 Not that you ever are. The small, rough dogs lie at your feet or warm your belly. 0 Comments
Dog-Seeing Eye By Michelle Orange Winter 2016 No one warned me. No one tells you dogs dream, and no one can say what dogs dream about. 0 Comments
Your Father Would Be Proud By Elliott Holt Fall 2015 His father’s apartment, with its floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, Oriental rugs, and views of Central Park, filled Helen with longing. She had always imagined herself in New York. She had always wanted a claim to that city’s streets. 0 Comments
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