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their homes to us. Still, every Saturday after the first payday of the month, we would pool our funds ... to walk slowly. She has made very little progress. Her hands feel numb. Unable to bear the weight any ... to the alienation of the city and the overwhelming work load was to spend most of our salaries in ...
Spring / Summer 1989
swim as much as three hours a day and have actually managed to thin down my 18 Issue 75 page ... morning in August 1984 I awoke rested and serene, but lazy enough to take my first cup of coffee in bed-or ... at least to try to. My lips refused to drink, to move. Within minutes my entire mouth was numb and ...
we can bear least. Yeats's idea system, on the other hand, silly as it may look at first ... creative bent, sensation was the only life. Better to have a pain than numbness. Yeats writes in ... sionate intensity-" and he reports the case with his culture. As he gets older he gets closer and ...
that would haunt her to the end of her days. Her eleven-month-old daughter, my cousin Wanda Ruth, got ... counted themselves lucky. They were marked by it, though, Granvil and Eula and Wanda Ruth. My mother, who ... hometown. Well, there’s your omniscience. There’s your orchestration. I learned it first from my daddy ...
steal my 'Tshirt, if they want. I was tying my sheets down when Killer walked in. ... "Just let me get one offa ya buddy, I'll pay you back," he said. I dropped my lock on ... seemed to ream each other with high-pitched giggling. It was sick, nauseating, at least to my ears. 180 ...
Page 198 from Issue 131 to see what it was like, and they'd backed off from it almost ... to take Cesar Diaz away, he couldn't bear the sight of the boy any longer. The evaluation ... never have outlived such a professional humiliation. Now you're fucked, little cocksucker for ...
stories they helped me to create and tell. And like most people, I have music linked in my mind and heart ... I wrote my first story, “My Grandma and Me,” during recess in elementary school. I started staying inside ... the bookshelf—for my classmates to read. Luckily I don’t remember any negative reviews I may have ...
Paul West
Sometimes my speech will slur, but nobody notices. I now swim as much as three hours a day and have actually ... but lazy enough to take my first cup of coffee in bed-or at least to try to. My lips refused to drink, ... to move. Within minutes my entire mouth was numb and the right side of my face was paralyzed. I could ...
because I knew most people were ready. As the nicotine absorbed in my blood I just lay there, not ... Page 192 from Issue 99 TRIQUARTERLY she received nothing more than a push-off. "GIT ON ... a dozen laquered faces stood with her, some in the guards' cage, looking down the run at us. They ...
end," he would say. I didn't really care who they were, since I hadn't rec­ ognized ... any of the faces. I was only there for the sun, to work my skin and to get away from the dorm. I only ... Page 205 from Issue 99 TRIQUARTERLY Out on the yard it was hot. The winter air that had been ...

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