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Page 84 from Issue 55

a spell with names giving us the list of warriors and their ships I read my children to sleep by. There ... lost not his life but his name? Or the prince whose name was stolen with his kingdom? When I took my ... They named me Linda which means beautiful in Spanish- a language I never learned. Even naked we wear ...
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Page 80 from Issue 46

bed with her light on and cut the pages with a fruit knife. She read with her chin resting in the palm ... sofa in the same contortion. Juan-les-Pins was our rest from our labors. My mother re­ marked again and ... I ordered my chaco/at chaud and mother's cafe every morning. The apricot jam for our croissants was ...
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Page 70 from Issue 98

tune. She taught me a lot about what girls like. I made rules, too. These rules, I don't know ... and I'd go for these swims in the morning to clear my head. She had me spellbound. Maybe ... there was a girl named Jenny who I'd been seeing. I'd think of her as I stood there. ...
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The Last Lock

Aracelis González Asendorf
wasn’t singing along to songs, she was whistling to melodies.  She had taught him to whistle.  Whistling ... Where was Eugenia? His beautiful Eugenia. She hadn’t been to visit in a long time.  “My wife’s name is ... to visit me with her mother. She’s a good girl. Eugenia says she is a big help, standing in the lines ...
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Page 80 from Issue 103

Fall 1998
Page 80 from Issue 103 TRIQUARTERLY Sayings of Ernesto B. Judith Grossman Your Thomas More was ... was to request funding for a second E.S.L. section next fall. Clearly they should offer it, since ... "untouchable" caste network, ineligible apparently for home institutions. One of their exquisite girls floats ...
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Page 219 from Issue 50

you're thirteen and you feel like a complete woman for the first time. I thought the world was terrible. ... I felt totally alone, and I was afraid of the devil. I was afraid he might come and carry away my soul ... when I fell asleep. I didn't know then how bad it was with my father and mother." ...
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Page 80 from Issue 56

at her avarice and her clutch, ing sense of money and was already experiencing spells of impotence 80 ... Page 80 from Issue 56------------ her into the house where she laid her in her bed and lit candles ... she said. "I am a Texan as well as a Mejicana. " She was widely sought after since ...
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An Interview with Sharon Harrigan

Leigh Camacho Rourks
Sharon Harrigan
read each other’s thoughts, and that gave me the door that I opened to let in more mythic, magical ... things. And sometimes I would have her read a bit and say, “Does this seem authentic?” And she told me yes ... things on the page, pushing boundaries, making my jaw drop at our readings. I’d never read anything like ...
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Page 412 from Issue 135-136

time, that maybe she caused these headaches. It was an evil, unfair thought. But he'd once read ... girl's room door. They stood off to one side, but at an angle that must have afforded them a view, ... Page 412 from Issue 135-136 the floor, her blue lips chattering, "Did you see me? I did ...
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'please, let me go in!' As the people behind them were getting restive, the little girl reached ... cashier asked. 'Let me see!' 'Dollars,' the little girl said. ... three of us in?' she asked. Inside the tent it was dark, only through the slits in the canvas ...

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