Driving Lessons
The little thing is long and skinny. Its blue in the harsh morning light
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My Doomed Voyage
The lecture ended with a sloppy rendition of the Stan Rogers song about Franklin
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Barnyard Desires
Leona was awoken by a scratching noise from her ceiling. Furtive rasping claws. Scratch, scratch scratch. She sat up in bed and fixed her eyes on the ceiling, straining to …
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The Second-last Corporate Retreat
I want to welcome all of you to the weekend that will change your life. Today is the last day you will ever have to put up with the Old …
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The Wilderness Within
A feral child and the quest to be human: a Fijian odyssey
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Miss You Already
Mary Ann didn’t think she would want the casket open. But when the funeral director led her in and she saw David’s body lying there, he looked relaxed, almost happy, …
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Illustration by Christopher Hutsul At the best of times, Newfoundlanders are seasonally impaired. We know climate change—every two hours or so—and, as a result, our minds are prone to wandering …
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My Living Media Will
For intravenous hydration, I prefer flat water to sparkling, with a slice of lemon in my IV bag
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Franklin’s Library
The sailor looks up from the book. He looks up, out of the oily coin of candlelight lying on the page. He can still hear the shore crowd at Greenhithe, …
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