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le Seul Mot Juste: June 2009
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Le Seul Mot Juste. Are you not entertained? Tuesday, June 30, 2009. WITH TWO THEY FLEW. I passed by and saw you helplessly kicking about, covered in your own blood. I said to you, ‘live’ and you lived. You thrived like a plant in the field. You grew up and became beautiful. Your breasts became full and your hair grew long, but still, you were naked and bare. When the girl turned eighteen she disappeared for three days and came home from. She was exhausted and sad. The things she gets into her head. I...
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le Seul Mot Juste: July 2009
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Le Seul Mot Juste. Are you not entertained? Saturday, July 04, 2009. The Kenyon Review published a story of mine this week. Posted by Nathan Jordan at 10:33 PM. Links to this post. View my complete profile. The New York Tyrant. SarahShe's better than me. Chris Is On Sabbatical. If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false . If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false . If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false . The Kenyon Review published a story of mi. If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false . If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false . If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false .
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le Seul Mot Juste: March 2008
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Le Seul Mot Juste. Are you not entertained? Monday, March 24, 2008. Hen I close my eyes, I see bridges falling into rivers. Buckled iron and concrete sinks at the back of my eye like a miniature kinetoscope spooling away amber film. The images sink until they are lost under the slick surface of a river reflecting the red and white lights of a local shipping industry at night. Annabelle Whitford Moore, do you know that your ghost is suspended at the back of a wooden box? Labels: E A R L Y A N I M A T I O N.
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le Seul Mot Juste: February 2009
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Le Seul Mot Juste. Are you not entertained? Tuesday, February 17, 2009. The young man rested in the branches beside you on his back like a king and you retrieved fruit for him with your mouth. You brought the cherries to him, one by one, and pushed them past his lips with your tongue.When there were no more cherries he began to devour your mouth. Al dente he said, as he chewed the tip of your tongue. My first communion was also a nightmare, He said. But of course, you could not speak. To whom will you go?
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le Seul Mot Juste: October 2009
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Le Seul Mot Juste. Are you not entertained? Monday, October 19, 2009. We talked once about the tunnel. Do you remember this? We called it a life line, between you and. In the cuffs of my trousers and ground water in my belly. I tried, as. Said, to sleep with the Christ in my heart, but he squirmed and kept me up all night. Should I go now the extra 450 miles? Listening to the mad waters of. Posted by Nathan Jordan at 4:28 PM. Links to this post. View my complete profile. The New York Tyrant.
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le Seul Mot Juste: December 2008
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Le Seul Mot Juste. Are you not entertained? Tuesday, December 23, 2008. MRS OLIVIA ALGER RICHARDSON. You sat still for Sargent with lilies hanging over your heart and hair as black as coal. Earlier that morning you fitted your collar and said The. Will walk with folded hands today? And your little girl said, Yes. You put away the dream the same way someone might fold a wilted flower into the pages of a book and hope not to find it again. Labels: Mrs. Olivia Alger Richardson. Links to this post. If gte ms...
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le Seul Mot Juste: November 2009
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Le Seul Mot Juste. Are you not entertained? Friday, November 27, 2009. Said the man at the counter. But what’s willful about it? She repeated softly to herself in the back of the cab. In her palm was a small glass case mounted on a dark piece of polished walnut. The light came through the rear window over her shoulder and formed a prism in the corner of the little glass box which bent the light just so and dappled a multihued pattern onto her skirt. This is Atlas. He, is, a, beetle. What is a bleet?
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le Seul Mot Juste: October 2007
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Le Seul Mot Juste. Are you not entertained? Friday, October 12, 2007. The October Reading List. Labels: THE OCTOBER READING LIST. Posted by Nathan Jordan at 12:02 PM. Links to this post. View my complete profile. The New York Tyrant. SarahShe's better than me. Chris Is On Sabbatical. If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false . If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false . If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false . The Kenyon Review published a story of mi. If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false . If gte mso 9] Normal 0 false .
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le Seul Mot Juste: January 2010
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Le Seul Mot Juste. Are you not entertained? Friday, January 29, 2010. I can already tell. I lost a lovely smile somewhere and many colors dropped out. There was lots of talk that month, about what would happen, or how good it would be, ifand then there was always the something that needed to change. That’s how these things usually go. A person. A location. A move to another city. The meals we should, instead, be preparing. The move, now just a trip to. Inside the walls of the house. Links to this post.
