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Page 230 from Issue 80

positive and despairing negative-which ever is running at the moment dominates my life, floods it. I am now ... Page 230 from Issue 80 Later that month, on June 20, 1958, Plath sums up her situation: My motto ... and am battling depression. It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous ...
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Page 8 from Issue 99

water at the ends of shining white whiskers sparkle-the eat's coming is watched, and it pauses ... at the edge of the pond, its circumference lined with bricks reached by the morning sun, bricks lying ... near the calyx; it was possible to replace the water in the pond, its mud settled at the bottom, ...
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Page 80 from Issue 76

a sort of bulkhead release, but not really too bad. It was a needed lift for all: a respite from the ... there was further contraction. Not that the bar was particu­ larly hostile or restricting- it was about ... good, got the point, then palmed a handful of water. He drew 80 Issue 76 page ...
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Page 83 from Issue 80

people, retreated, lot by lot, before the new houses. It comes clear now, as if rising through water, that ... field accused or beckoned me as she did, Deep-Water, Bends-The-Boughs. 83 Issue 80 page ... Page 83 from Issue 80 First Home Back there, on the scattered edge of town where the road was ...
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Page 25 from Issue 86

It's 4 A.M. It started when the city shifted growth to the north over the underground water supply. Now ... low-water crossings. Flood gauges. 25 Issue 86 page ... can't stop. They've been going at it for days now, for hours, for months, for years. ...
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Page 109 from Issue 83

Winter 1991/92
all it could muster was storm, never again Would nourishment float downward from the rain: No. Clouds ... and smoke. A sickly sun-flood (the fire Next time too lurid an idea-it would more likely be An age of ... A filthy hail on a slag of lies In the place of punishment. This is "progress," ...
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The Return

Ron Rash
her kneeling on the creek bank, next to the cattle guard where the water quickened. He could not see ... Benjamin told himself. They’ll not portion another. He went to the creek and used his handkerchief and ... Emma wiped tears off her face, he’d offered his hand to help her up, not expecting her to take it. But ...
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Page 173 from Issue 80

Page 173 from Issue 80 they hoped to parncipate at all in the verbal counterculture to the ... Argentine "Process of National Reorganization." The concept of exile has undeniably come ... question its appropriation by some Latin intellectuals who left their country to seek more lucrative ...
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Page 95 from Issue 10

"I do not! Oh, I do not! What a lie, an ugly lie!" "It's true!" ... in it. I know you don't believe their lies. What are your eyes like, mister? Can't ... we could see. And the rain kept coming without mercy. So we huddled to­ gether, those of us still ...
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Page 113 from Issue 80

Page 113 from Issue 80 fine and finer and still it will not break. How much longer can I wait? How ... visits my grave, she is older now, changed by years that I will never know, by change that does not come ... than I can hold? Why do I not break? And why should I not? What is the life she promised but something ...

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