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Summer 2003
for its crumb, I think it's me who's needlessly swaying. Its path is busy eloquence ... choosing breakfast over diligent labor. I don't remember my first brush with pollen yet ... I've watched words flower sideways across your mouth. In a month we'll be dizzily older. Moths ...
wailing, the mellow barrel drums telling out life's time. Swaying a little, Lieutenant Campos put ... must." Father Egan watched the jeep drive off; the bag at his feet was a dark shape on the luminous sand. ... Down the beach from the mission steps was a gear shack with a small dock extending out over the ocean ...
beds from mahogany. The salesman gets out of the car and walks over to the little girl. He asks after ... lickle ting." He hears her tummy grumble. At the edge of the road there is a narrow path down ... a steep hillside. The fronds of a coconut tree cast shadows across the scabs on her face. He notices they ...
found the shotgun shells. "I might murder you." She stood, swaying, watching him. She ... Page 80 from Issue 66 be a box of shells and a narrow yellow carton of cleaning materials, and ... and the end of the path. "You stop there:' he said. "Nigger ...
a system. They talk it over, and settle on a plan: the girl will watch the left side of the path, and the ... ground now. Alone, beneath the trees. They look around; they’re back on the path. They sit up and see, ... insignificant thing—fluttering its way down and over the path, and then flittering off into the trees. Look! ...
allowed to pick her up and touch her. Now she followed the dirt path with her eyes-that short little dis­ ... traveling through heavy shadows cast by overhanging boughs what must have seemed to them as it had seemed to ... her one of the longest, most dangerous and exciting distances of their lives. Down that path of black ...
to get them through life,” and, “There was a day when imagination in business held sway over sheer ... third-party content." After the popular success of his serial parody on Twitter, Dan Sinker donated ... Consider this: 'Were I to dream of paradise, and in that dream someone handed me a flower, and on ...
on my head, rising out of me, branches were swaying. I seized the one over my right eye and plucked ... powdered with airy silvery dust. Circling and turning, I followed the path, but not the usual one, covered ... with red, creaking sand; no, this path was softly black and undulated underfoot. I walked toward the ...
yet we chose to love there, as if to dare that world to wake. 54 Issue 80 page ... Page 54 from Issue 80 Questions of Love Why in the darkened alleyway did we choose to grope for ... took that darkened path that moved among refuse, litter, waste, passing behind the back of a world ...
trying to get in. Then the path forked, offering choices. The left path took me to the birds: a pintail ... the post was fastened a five-inch cage made of window screening, containing a spider watching flies ... rodent skins. Returning to the spider's post, I took the more traveled path to the most ...

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