mother bagged her purchases, Mrs. Hoa said, "I'm collecting funds for the fight against ... cit, izens like yourself to contribute." My mother rubbed one ankle against the other, her ... Page 80 from Issue 135-136 yellow Kryptonite, and ending with the varieties of meat in the ...

Page 112 from Issue 80 I remember our tour of the long room of tanks, the small pink masses that ... decouple, and with a rupture, with pain, she is gone. But I remember. I fall, the ice falls, the Ring ... revolves, and still I remember. * How long I will remember what Aurora has given me, I cannot say. Already ...

Page 80 from Issue 26 on crack trains, at the carpeted turnings of stairs, and once in a taxi and ... fields, all his makeshift landscapes, propinquitous to grandeur and history, in Flanders' Fields, ... retreated and I began to remember those original idylls, my calendar youth, the picnic and berry hunts ...

Page 70 from Issue 80 From The Distances A flyspeck on the windshield seems to twitch. Somehow, ... flattened at 70 miles an hour, its legs remain distinct: nothing to watch but this, and lane lines rippling ... blue-jeaned and bearded, waving his arms wildly, yelling and yelling something.... Why didn't you ...