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Page 103 from Issue 35

D. Skillings: Dark Harbor, Dark Point Once lost, the delights of virginity are never regained, though ... in itself can never be had. Arnold's aunt owned a cottage at Dark Harbor and we spent a June ... children on earth being able to prevent it. The day when existence would be crushed like an empty egg ...
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Page 107 from Issue 80

even into me. In the silence, heedless for once of ice, my cameras drift. The voice is still; the ... Abruptly, the voice returns. It tells me we are falling; in two point nine oh two hours we will return to ... Page 107 from Issue 80 emptiness here, my horizon opens: space is everywhere. It seems to open ...
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Forest Garnet's First Journey to the Spirit World

Philip E. Simmons
if you've been shot, then it pops again, again and you are speaking. You discover that until ... cries, so that you are part of a speech without speakers or listeners, a bright web of sound. You twitter ... one's spirit guardians, who take the form of animals, and who are sources of power, healing and ...
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Page 262 from Issue 80

"heavy... ineffectual," and acknowledges even the emptiness of prayer: My Lord, whom are we ... Page 262 from Issue 80 licts whom she encounters. Second, although the "voice ... representing worlds of invested labor... How can we pray, then, burning as we do to adore yet adoring whatever ...
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Page 306 from Issue 85

which my companion denied. Then we came past some ashes, and I said 'There, you see, here are ... carefully. A few days earlier, a bomb had exploded at the Augusto C. Sandino 306 Issue 85 page ... Gombrowicz, Katharine Mansfield, Milan Kundera, Henry Green, Juan Rulfo and others. for J, D, Rand F I once ...
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Nicaragua

Hector Majarrez
branch was typical of the branch of an elm, which my companion denied. Then we came past some ashes, and ... I said 'There, you see, here are the branches I was speaking about." To which he ... wasn't checking the baggage very carefully. A few days earlier, a bomb had exploded at the Augusto C. ...
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Page 59 from Issue 82

A long, thoughtful silence followed that remark, then a voice said Dad? I hung up. It gave me the ... cottonmouth and the shakes all over, saying what I did, and having Judy speak my name aloud. She might as well ... him to drink some too. Then she mounted her horse and rode away. That night he took sick again, worse ...
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A Simple, Declarative Sentence

Bonnie Nadzam
scarcely believe the humiliations my younger self endured without flinching or speaking up or changing her ... a direct influence on and power over what we can philosophically say and mean is exactly my point: The ... boring though they may be, dull-headed though they may seem, there are some types of sentences that are ...
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Page 93 from Issue 65

and so naked that it cannot be ignored. One day we see the enormity of it, and then also we see that ... action" and "disburdening" are worth remember­ ing. When through language we confront ... Page 93 from Issue 65 of the grave isn't solemn claims nor silence either, but rather the ...
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Page 95 from Issue 80

purpose of visibly going in circles? We do enough of that in every other way. With Ruby, Mason often ... he did not want to blame her. "We do like each other," she said. ... Page 95 from Issue 80 "What for? You ain't hard of hearing. Beside, ...

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