Tag Archives: poetry and fiction

It was like this.

It Was Like This:  You Were Happy by Jane Hirshfield It was like this: you were happy, then you were sad, then happy again, then not. It went on. You were innocent or you were guilty. Actions were taken, or … Continue reading

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Bukowski.

Bonaparte’s Retreat by Charles Bukowski Fred, they called him. he always sat at the end of the bar near the doorway and he was always there from opening to closing. he was there more than I was, which is saying … Continue reading

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Cathedral.

Cathedral A short story by Raymond Carver. Ÿ                       Ψ                       ∞Λ∞                     … Continue reading

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But I was only trying to help.

In college I’d overheard him say something derogatory about me as though he thought I were some sort of tool, and realized then that the night before, when I’d seen him lying on the floor in one of the stalls … Continue reading

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People who know who the perverts are.

One time, several years ago, I was riding on a bus at night.  The only other passenger was a middle-aged African-American woman who was muttering to herself about “perverts.”  She seemed mentally unbalanced, angry, and agitated, muttering about how the … Continue reading

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