Category Archives: Reprint

Silver Bangles

From tipping the restaurant waiter to scouting out the habitats of his country’s most exotic plants, the delightful Alphonse seemed content to carry all our obligations on his scraggy shoulders. At the end of an internal flight, we didn’t even … Continue reading

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apple scab

That old adage about the benefits of eating an apple a day meant nothing until Dr. Paul broke up with her. Up until that time, she had been eating an apple a day for nearly two months. Although Dr. Paul … Continue reading

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Gay Is…

Gay is the boy who just started working with flowers and gestures so immaculately that everyone has always known that he is a gay boy. He loves his job, you can tell. Gay is the thin guy who has no … Continue reading

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Unstructured Ode to an Afternoon

white gumtree stands dried bottled sunlight pours winter through thawed and pale two ravens caw, whirl their ways around the parched twigs reaching clear blue above this thing is just a day until i question myself this thing in a … Continue reading

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To the flowers of Heidelberg

You remain tall, petal colors astonishingly bright, in the quiet creeks of a White city. It isn’t Tondo that looks at you with great sin, and you do not seek anymore the life of the slum besides black, brown, black. … Continue reading

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Alfred Zeller

None of us ever figured what demon possessed Alfred Zeller to set all those fires—as many as a dozen by some counts—that dry summer of 1988. Just as none of us could quite imagine why a 75-year-old man would drive … Continue reading

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We Give Birth to Light

The moon rose full over the cemetery on the night my mother gave birth to her son, his face round, his lips blue. This will be the last one, she said. There will be no more. The sun set an … Continue reading

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