Page 74 from Issue 60 must be, from poetry to teeth. Her friends all disappeared from the office ... Rembrandt, which discharged red sawdust into the air every ten minutes right at the poetry offices so that ... the big front office had a fine coating of redwood dust and it was best not to open the windows. ...

inside and the outside of a furnace had been obliterated. The Little One asked the Round-eyed Girl why ... sent to some German officer's family. For a night, maybe, someone said. To ... "colonize" some officer's bedroom was more likely. The bell rang, slicing across the con­ sciousness ...

flights of stairs, joining the westward flow toward his office. Within five minutes he entered the huge, ... the four banks of fluorescent lights and entered the office marked Travis Jones. His desk sat near the ... large window, whose blinds had been left open from the day before. The arrangement allowed him a view of ...

a moment a complete picture of the town, on that bright August Tuesday, shone in the window. The girl ... heat. The woman and the girl got off the train and crossed the abandoned station-the tiles split apart ... hour, weighted down by drowsiness, the town was taking a siesta. The stores, the town offices, the ...