thirteen-year-long separation fucked up your sister, too, but no one ever said she was possessed. And you think that ... church without me, my dad tells me where I was and who I was with the night before. He thinks his ... learned she was pregnant. Brief as it is, she’s told me this story often, especially after we’ve had an ...
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her on the twenty-sixth morning of spring. “My mother taught me how to sew. She taught me how to comb ... a horse’s mane. She taught me how to bake an apple pie. She taught me how to sing. My mother taught me how ... into view. “My mother taught me how to sew... She taught me how to comb a horse’s mane. She taught me ...
it was you," she says to Teal. "Them tools. That food. I knew nobody but my own son ... with cattle when he was thirteen. He had lived at home until he was twenty-nine, sacking groceries or ... would ever steal from me." Her voice climbs and dips with ten, tative joy. She beams. Eddie has ...
Fall 1997
touched her as a child. When she began to speak, I was in high school. Next year came the gold tips on my ... like me. They smoked my brand. They made cute, cynical remarks. I had thought my life so far was more ... Page 80 from Issue 100 TRIQUARTERLY trying to sympathize, no doubt, although my conduct, and the ...
did. She digs her fingernails into the flesh of her palms. I called last night, the girl says. Why ... of the pet hamster she had as a child. When it gave birth to a litter, she was so excited she picked ... babies floating in the sink like severed thumbs. Benjy was calmer than she’d ever seen him. She remembers ...
whole Sears. He was kind to my daughter and though she's ten he let her ride on his bare ... the mall and bought salmon for us and I borrowed three wedges of lemon from my cousin next door and he ... his clothes and blanket into his tarp and followed me to my apartment and the food he cooked for me ...
Fall / Winter 2002
a neighbor's wedding. Me, my parents, my brothers, and Grace. She was two and a half, and I was ... fifteen." As Miriam spoke, Grace ignored her gestures. This was a story she already knew-but here were ... next to her when she rose and, with a friend named Harriet, followed an older boy into a broad meadow. ...
Reader for a while, this helps me sort them by priority. I always want to read the updates from my ... Matt Wood Monday, October 25, 2010 Blog If Twitter is the water cooler and news ticker of my web ... I'm reading them: blogs by my friends and family; news about my favorite sports teams; magazines like ...
Bauland told me I was the best student dramatist he'd ever taught, I was a goner. All the words, ... musicals. But then I stumbled onto my true calling. I was in my senior year at the University of Mich igan, ... summer of 1999 I was slipping into Victory Gardens Theater through the dressing room when I suddenly ...
matter-of-factly, that she was thinking about it too. The little hairs on my arms stood at at tention as my mother ... "Girls, stay where you are. Your mother is on her way home," I knew Grammy was dead. I was ... thirteen, my sister twelve. We'd felt so grown up coming home from school on our own, remembering ...
