Posts from "Poetry"
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Poetry | Nov.08, 2001
Bobby
Joan Barker Bleached arm hair and freckled eyelids retreat for an hour. Head pressed to the cool window’s skin, Bus ticket. Nineteen dollars and twenty-five cents. Coffee. One forty-nine…a few drops spilt, maybe seven cents worth. Nervous fingers tremble, sending…
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Poetry | Nov.08, 2001
The Missing Machine
Matt Daly She never knew that much concerning cars besides the place she went to trade them in. The dealers there would lie right to her face, and driving home, she’d realize later on, the change could only last a…
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