“What Happens To People Like Us” by Jim Grimsley
A day in fall, a day of descent, of the receding of heat and the first touch of lighter air, brought a sense to…
Read MoreA day in fall, a day of descent, of the receding of heat and the first touch of lighter air, brought a sense to…
Read MoreI can’t even land an interview, let alone a job. Since the “Realignment of Resources” at the Science Center, where I was Assistant Director…
Read MoreWe are built in the vertical dimension of a dream, freaks of nature who hover above the plain white of the pages…
Read MoreI am found ONE BURNING AFTERNOON, deep in the sand of the NUBIAN DESERT, in the uplands heading towards the RED SEA…
Read MoreI slept in another town, far from the strawberry fields, so as not to hear the sobbing…
Read MoreThe man who spoke with his hands was not deaf nor did he speak with his hands because he was communicating with deaf people….
Read MoreI’m at the Other Side with Abby, trying to figure out which is worse, straight celebrities who wear red ribbons to show they really…
Read MoreThe truth was, Paul knew virtually nothing about classical music, and didn’t remember the name of the last piece at last night’s concert, or…
Read MoreAlex was her problem, two ways. One, her problem to supervise in Singapore, and two, her problem in that she’d asked for him, or…
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