Error message

The page you requested does not exist. For your convenience, a search was performed using the query twitter rt bennmfawriting E2 80 9Cwhen i was thirteen girl next door read my palm taught me cast spells she.

Page not found

Print Page

Page 104 from Issue 38

wise again mad i slumber madder but wiser debility habilitates me my buffoonery refines me the fuller ... and say you my other aren't you ever going to answer me you fluster me i lust for you i dream ... thorns bring back my heart with wine make me a blanket of sunshine i'm smothering beneath this ...
Print Page

Page 217 from Issue 121

sales," I say. "I should get some new shoes." When Liz assures me (as I know she will) ... that she can handle the girls for an hour, I get them in their coats and rubber boots, out in the ... until I return. At the door I ask Liz, "Can I do anything before I go?" She sighs. ...
Print Page

Page 184 from Issue 71

if the tiles might cast me up into an existence I could not tolerate. When finally my belly gave up ... and then it was gone. I knew then about my friends. The thought did not waver before me on that day; ... before me I now set before myself again in a terrifying mixture of colors. My hands clung to the floor as ...
Fiction

Sayings of Ernesto B.

Judith Grossman
upstairs, 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 ... Sayings of Ernesto B. Print Pages:  Page 80 from Issue 103 TRIQUARTERLY Sayings of Ernesto B. ...
Print Page

Page 198 from Issue 95

Winter 1995/96
me," she says, grabbing one of his shoulders. I stand up with some difficulty and grab the other ... shirt sleeves. I walk around to her side of the bed and stand next to her. I lean next to her, my arm ... and I do. Outside the room she leans on the wall, and then she leans on me in her bikini, sob­ bing on ...
Print Page

Page 13 from Issue 15

but she fell out the bottom at the age of thirteen. At the age when I was packing my overnight case ... for a slumber party at Toni Deshield's she was tearing filthy sheets off a bed and scratching ... up a rash on her arms.... Thirteen is uncommonly young for a white girl in Detroit, Miss Brook of the ...
Print Page

Page 48 from Issue 45

had often been mean, walking home with the other children, teasing me. But here she was my friend. We ... Tanya was nine and very smart. She read books without pictures and knew how to multiply, At school she ... told each other secrets. She was first. She told me that women sometimes bled in their pants and, ...
Print Page

Page 560 from Issue 78

she's here when I come back. I'll send for my things." He slammed the door. His truck ... hands. "My little girl. My sweetie. What are we going to do?" She put my head on her ... know that?" She shushed me and patted my back. He'd be eight months old now. In ...
Print Page

Page 20 from Issue 74

she's here when I come back, I'll send for my things." He slammed the door. His truck ... hands. "My little girl. My sweetie. What are we going to do?" She put my head on her ... know that?" She shushed me and patted my back. He'd be eight months old now. In ...
Nonfiction

Wake Up Right

Katherine Hunt
I was tough, but Jerry knew another side of me. “Sweet girl,” he called me, though never in front of ... alone. I spent most nights with him, and his bedroom was now more familiar to me than my own. Light ... boo,” she said. “The things he does, girl.” “Don’t even get started.” I was thinking about Marcus, as ...

Pages

Share TriQuarterly