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Page 247 from Issue 97

angel down on her nose and chin and at the corners of her cold lips. Yes, I touched it. Death gives ... Page 247 from Issue 97 TRIQUARTERLY On her patio, she had prepared tea for us. Poured it into ... "I have made it weak," she said, "but I have sugar. And fresh lemon." She ...
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Page 259 from Issue 46

illness. He didn't ac­ knowledge her presence. His eyes were fixed on the windshield wiper, its ... shelves the puppets peered down, moving their motionless eyes. "Now I'm going to point ... you want. That way it'll be fair." She moved from the satin knee of the ...
Fiction

Talisman

Tien-Yi Lee
tree, wrapped its base with a red, white, and black armband, decorated it with gold coins and silver ... suckling pigs with crispy brown skin and a maraschino cherry in each one’s mouth. The groom sings a welcome ... a tiny figurine into her hand. She savors the warmth of his skin and his breath near her neck. It’s an ...
Poetry

Cynapositta Spixii; Heteralocha Acutirostris; Xenicus Longpipes

Kimiko Hahn
captivity: its history usurped by farmers and trappers among the trees of inland Brazil. How extreme to be so ... Cynapositta Spixii; Heteralocha Acutirostris; Xenicus Longpipes Print Pages:  Page 80 from Issue ... 118 Kimiko Hahn Cyanopsitta Spixi i All the skins left of the cobalt-blue macaw evidence a death in ...
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Page 55 from Issue 92

Winter 1994/95
people On the street said "the pigs" did? But when the nightsticks Raised, he stood ... the neon, I gripped the bars tighter as they Shoved him in a corner, his body walled behind theirs, ... the next... He stood alone in the corner, the neon Masking his face. No one came near him, even to ...
Fiction

Expecting

Kristin Keane
Occasionally, the tree will shimmy in the place it has made its home. The leaves will rustle to indicate there ... to me, and then it startled into the tree where it began to churr. The noise was good company at ... the tree shake along with its rhythms. One could say it was jubilant—spirited even. It kept my mind ...
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Page 75 from Issue 80

eyes are fixed beyond the crowd. He wraps her with his blanket, then takes her in. They are like Hades ... light until they can descend into the night. 75 Issue 80 page ... Page 75 from Issue 80 On This Bench A woman sleeping there, her head on the knees of a man whose ...
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Page 60 from Issue 76

I can't help noticing the eye. My father has a glass eye. He used to be a welder, and once, when he was ... drunk and not wearing goggles, a hot spark flew up and put his eye out. It always terrified me. ... stretched out on his bed, and I thought of the empty socket. Whenever he looked at me, the glass eye ...
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Page 104 from Issue 38

mask my skin drained basted nothing exists but desire wasted young in haste the old say they know they ... twitter and the more they expire the more they expound terror of vigor repression tutor they try to ... same with the fathers all the same the great secret that's it fizzling fright small change ...
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Page 43 from Issue 82

cemetery. It don't cost nothing, and the accom­ modations are a lot nicer. You can set the ... headstones up a-right, too, the way they're supposed to be, and put your flowers in a basket. Fix it ... rehearsal. Besides, it was colder than a grave­ digger's ass down here. I tried clawing my way up ...

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