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Page 165 from Issue 87

coat, her little boy with ketchup on his fingers, then the waif girl in long johns peeling an orange and ... and perfect as the equator, or the line a raindrop makes from its airy beginning to the puddle on the ... everyone like a shy girl first come to the city, then the crowd who falls through the door like prisoners ...
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at each other silently. The boy's lower lip shook, he turned blue with anger, the wire loop ... a comb and a brush from her rucksack and combed the boy's hair. They then took each other by the ... played with a tiny golden ball.' The little girl looked out over the fields burned yellow by the ...
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Page 99 from Issue 44

Page 99 from Issue 44 around the other, stood on the veranda watching them come-she tossing aside ... into each other's arms. Meanwhile the prisoners had been freed, and the general, Doctor ... each others' waists. Nearby the Kid, hands in his pockets and the dog at his feet, gravely ...
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Page 94 from Issue 112

Fall / Winter 2002
a stream her each cleft again shows- though this is insipid enough-but as when some young girl sits in ... a box all day zoned out peeling a Heineken label, it is scarcely possible to understand the living ...
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It is the ripe red

Alan Shefsky
thumb, she hides the dark peelings of skin in the folds of a white cloth, brings plum flesh to her mouth, ... dress. She tears at the plum; though peeled uneasily she must peel it; its small pieces give and the plum ...
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Page 195 from Issue 99

Page 195 from Issue 99 TRIQUARTERLY quarters like leopards after jungle meat. Starting with the ... a checklist, up close with her pen, brown tassles of pageant hair flying. But her skin was the texture of old ... bed, while her partner crowded the cube. Just staring. Supervising. Watching each move that he made. ...
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other, over each other, as if rolling over a rug: you might have fallen on me, or I might have fallen on ... could have settled down on the rug, fallen back onto the pillows: we could have been alone here, ... face to face; I should have been able to talk to you, get closer to you... But I wouldn't have ...
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Page 235 from Issue 99

Page 235 from Issue 99 TRIQUARTERLY "She's a good girl," Stark said. ... "She'll make the difference." "I wanna find a real doctor, that can fix my leg. ... head; "Ya burned him!" some of the fans yelled. Two runs scored but there was a close ...
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Page 261 from Issue 80

Page 261 from Issue 80 way into the garden, not by the gate guarded by the iron angel. Nor shall ... wounds- this time we'll pick the other Tree and eat the fruit of life. ("Having Eaten of ... laundries and rooftops the pinstriped silhouettes speak nightmare as do the faces full of fire and orange ...
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Page 26 from Issue 99

Page 26 from Issue 99 TRIQUARTERLY your green homeland, your rosy cheeks may have paled, your hair ... ocean to bring you back to your green homeland; to test the comfort of the springs of the bed, its cover ... soft cloth on which appears a luxurious mass of Turkish embroidery, the young girls stretch out both ...

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