
Still Life
Our son was born with dark, wet hair and a button nose. His eyes were closed, but the death certificate later said they were brown
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Our son was born with dark, wet hair and a button nose. His eyes were closed, but the death certificate later said they were brown
Read MoreApparently, it’s very, very bad to let a well-dressed man into your home. An Oxbridge accent, coupled with the claim your husband’s hurt, and he’s from Scotland Yard: disaster! When …
Read MoreOn a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 representing “of no interest to me” and 10 representing “of maximum interest to me,” the rapes in my neighbourhood rated a …
Read MoreYou might say that a clod washed away diminishes the whole, the contours of the land effaced by saintly patience of the tide, which knows that in time its tiny …
Read MoreThe night Bill Hickok was shot in the back of the head at a Black Hills poker table by the coward Jack McCall, my mother indeed grabbed a meat cleaver …
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