Late To My Father’s Death
I was late to my father’s death. I could have gone to the hospital directly from
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A Product Of The Mold
At the time I considered it the best fifty dollars I had ever spent, now it
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Field Day
“Okay, my brave little toasters, who’s ready for Show and Tell??” A muted scream erupted from
The Beautiful People Of Germantown
He was tan in October. His sleeveless muscles twitched. Chad did not fuck around. He was
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Impulsive Thoughts This Fall
my student wears a beige Carhartt beanie that for a very brief moment, I contemplate stealing.
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The Black Locust
Madison Square Park in an elderly May where the dogwoods bloom and the London planes thrive.









