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Page 101 from Issue 20

address on the envelope in the fore­ ground, it too remarkably detailed, but the reversed text of which is ... read them but they are present; those books which are open have lines on their pages. On the other ... hand, in the Laren work the bindings and pages have been completely washed by the painter ...
Poetry

Ibu Fadhlan, On an Arab Mission, Encounters Vikings Volga River, 922 A.D.

John Balaban
ablution bowl first to the chief who washes his face, then rinses his mouth, spits, and blows his nose into ... offer things to bless their trade. This was all I saw of their piety or conscience. Caliph, they are the ... the bowl which she carries around until each has washed in the same filthy water. When their lord ...
Fiction

Ancient Shells

Eileen Drew
was like hibiscus after rain. "Miss Tomato," the students would say to each other, ... as hibiscus. Miss was always wet around the mouth and where her hair met her forehead, wet so the ... teacher at the church school, had taught silence. Noisy people had their knuckles pounded with a ruler. ...
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Walking and writing

Karen Zemanick
Twitter feed about the article, Stephenson comments, "I would only note, it was the walk *home* that ... and how it engages mind, body, and place. Michael McColly, a Northwestern MA/MFA nonfiction ... beloved island home of Japan. This sense of nostalgia is not despair or sentimentality. In fact, it ...
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Page 194 from Issue 113

Summer 2002
Page 194 from Issue 113 looking into Yolunda's eyes the lie didn't sound right. ... picture the bees' fu­ rious little faces. The flies rubbing their miniscule mitts together. The ... you think I haven't noticed the way you two look at each other?" And then, trapped ...
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Page 105 from Issue 124

Indians who were out­ laws were not sufficiently punished for their crimes against the white population, ... references to these events. But where to start a novel or a narrative poem set in Ruby City? Its strange ... brand of justice aside, Ruby was first and foremost a boomtown and during its heyday the mood must have ...
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Page 147 from Issue 110-111

head. Right outside, I found a crow feather to lift up a mantis with. Green aglow on black aflame. ... death. She says she doesn't want to miss any class. She likes the discussion, and the laughing. ... A tree burning from a Nazi V�I resembles a person with the bark peeling off, wrote the painter Godderis. ...
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Page 55 from Issue 107-108

hoped-she sees this in his eyes, sees him think it, struggling for a moment. Then he lifts his tum­ bler and ... the hose makes a sinewy, snake-like curve through the lawn. "Mommy?" he says, more ... Colleen." he says. "I don't know what to do with myself. I'm sixty-two years old, ...
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Page 182 from Issue 34

confess their own disingenuousness. I address this letter to the editors; yet I know you both, personally, ... become; at best, it is a start. Let me now clarify an implication of this letter. My wife said to me the ... other day, "Why don't painters and musicians have editors too?" She meant, ...
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Page 120 from Issue 124

one who needs tending to, it's me. I could use a little warm tea." I didn't ... Ruby. For me, it was far easier to develop the amoral personae in fictional form than it was to 120 ... the hot-headed murdering sort redheads are supposed to be. I wouldn't give him time to say ...

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