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a civil suit against the police witness and informer Joseph Langley, in that he betrayed not only my ... spiritual bond with him (which I realize now cannot be proven in court) but any possibility of my exercising ... my constitutional and civil rights during the terms of my sentence. Your Honor was very wrong to ...
While slowly walking back to the station, I thought of my mother, who had once, years ago, given me the ... right away that something had changed in the rooms. I missed all sorts of things. My mother was ... her before, but she seemed to be an old acquaintance of my mother's whom she hadn't ...
wind shriek above the mounds of camp garbage, hold my breath to stop the stench of the latrines. Lester ... Oklahoma, where 1 had me my first good job up to the A&M college," he says, "and ... kinds of trash, and then they sent me here and 1 got took prisoner, it wasn't none of it my ...
Page 81 from Issue 91 TRIQUARTERLY side. My other grandmother wasn't here they said and ... cemetery that's just a hilly field behind the church. That morning my mother dressed me for ... morning was one but he didn't go. Mommy brushed my hair wetting and shaping the curls into ...
thirds empty, drifted over in snow but my mother parks the car and carries me through the snow stinging ... nurse behind the counter whose eyes swing onto us startled and disapproving. My mother begins to speak ... my mother says, My little girl's hurt, she fell and hurt herself and I think her leg is ...
Page 96 from Issue 97 TRIQUARTERLY been much more than a way to embellish my vacant childhood, but ... with father's arrest it suddenly became palpable. My spine tingled with pride in my ability to ... something beyond my feeble comprehension. My limbs became weightier and larger, my motion beyond my control. ...
Fall 1997
don't!? How come we never went before?! And the suit turns and blows smoke in my face and smiles at my ... mother and says; boy has got a mouth on him, and the lady in the veil touches my mother's hand ... a welterweight looks sympathetic and actually touches me! She actually put her hand on my head and said, ...
Spring/Summer 1998
"Morning," I said, and my father raised his eyes and nodded. My mother said nothing. She flipped an egg and ... until all hours of the night, you can stay with your father." My father and I exchanged ... meant that one of them would feel slighted. The truth was that I mostly chose my mother, for selfish ...
Fall 1998
Emma, because I look like Gran in the eyes, and the red hair, and because she raised my Gran up from ... a baby because my Gran's parents were lampers and they was walking two hours each way to ... the cotton they didn't have time to raise any baby, and so they gave my Gran to Mag to keep ...
Spring/Summer 1999
whopper-conies." He snaps a hundred-dollar bill in front of my face. "Tomorrow it all begins. Do your ... "You're incor- rigible." "Alas, chap, only one of my many virtues." ... dedication is my finest one!" He leans over the table and scoops up all the money to his chest. ...

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