Tag: Susan
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Of love and hate
I gathered my beach towel and book to go up to her sixth floor apartment. I looked up to see her lean over the railing and throw my canvas suitcase over the edge.
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Looking for the dead
You are the eye of the storm and the sturm of the drang and you are dead. Deadeye Dick killed with a stick, a stick in the eye.
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What is the truth?
On the eight hundred and eighty-first day of her death a drunken man wails in the wilderness.
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A miracle happened last night
I have been snowed in for two days. When the Nor’easter began to ease up Thursday afternoon I went outside and waded through a foot-and-a-half of snow…
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The Summer Wind
One night in 1984 I showed up at a woman’s apartment in Miami with a bottle of tequila and a Frank Sinatra album.
Mary Saves the Day 