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Honestly You Shouldn’t

June 25, 2015 by

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So many racist jokes get their start from an impression that some black names can make hilariously inconvenient homophones or onomatopoeia. Even John Updike named a young black man Tylenol in his final novel, I’m John Updike and 911 Just Happened So I’ll Be as Racist as I Wanna Get Terrorist. The funnier joke is […]

Multitudes

December 10, 2013 by

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i would ruin myself again for you, for love but no, i wouldn’t why donate?

You Only Live Once

August 16, 2012 by

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Something was wrong with us; that was our meeting place. It was like we both had a kind of fever. Or a bottomless hole, in the same part of our souls. Or maybe it was only that his hole fit perfectly around the edges of my fever. I don’t know. Technically I lived with Callum […]

In Which Fox 6 Outwits Brother Bear, and Other Capers

May 23, 2012 by

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It didn’t surprise Fox 6 when she catch up with Brother Rabbit that last time, stuck in the tar trap between a pair of fallen cypresses in the dried creek rut. She had laid the trap, so that part of it didn’t surprise her at all, not at all; but the fulfillment of this chase […]

Question

February 14, 2011 by

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you know how speeches giving love such oft-corrupted figures as doves, roses, rays of sunshine make no clearer the matter than a zipper binds two ends of cloth in a closure you can’t rip apart or leave undone in error? imagine some well-intended maître d’, ardent, introducing specials while we slide our attention to satins […]

The Ecstatic Trail

January 14, 2008 by

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Some people get stuck with lice or cursed by psychotic daydreams. My lot is a hairy belly. I am not a hairy person over all, no back hair for example; just tufted halos round my nipples, a bit on the breastbone. But then this patch on my middle, the hairy belly, a forest fortress round […]