spinal column braced firmly against the back of the scat, and held a peeling patent-leather portfolio in ... girl was combing her hair. The woman dried the sweat from her neck and wiped the oil from her face with ... thirst. Above all, no crying." The girl nodded her head. A dry, burning wind came in the win- ...

oil on the rug (a rug, she noticed, worn down to its essential warp and woof). The engine appeared to ... parlor cabinet, polished to a mirrorlike brilliance yet as idle as Grandpa's antique oven peel ... finger the curve of her breast where it nestled inside her fuzzy sweater, telling her what a big girl she ...

to pry his jaws apart. No way. I peel back the black lips until a line of pink shows inside each ... a cheap dog rug, he looks dead. The uB,U,T,C,H" in smudged white letters is still legible on his ... ears too." I drop Tiny's head and it falls back hard against the dirt bank. I look to ...

finger-like clouds. It was as if a skin of some sort had been peeled from the horizon, exposing a series of ... Page 219 from Issue 99 TRIQUARTERLY horrible things to us." He sat cross-legged on the ... lateral attacks: self-mutilating, requiring the mandatory servitude of others. Tony rubbed his jaw and ...