The bus left at ten in time for tonight’s show in Sacramento. I was walking to Civic Center when I thought about something Steve Drt had once said in an interview. Asked on camera if we would ever do Lollapalooza, he gave a smile full of plant teachers. “You know, 80 per cent of…
The pain of the atomic bombs still being inflicted generations after the fact, the playing God it took to inflict such chaos, unbearable, Katherine wan…
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She regretted that she had put the last few dollars of her State College Fund into this nest of low-voiced charlatans. THE HEALING ARTS BY AGNES O’CONN…
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—his legs stretched out across three or four steps and her feet on the same level as her butt so that her knees came to her chest, thank God for pants …
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Before cheap pasta, I knocked on his door. Before the door, there was a kiss. LISTENING TO DINNER BY JADE BROWN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 79 ❦ 34THPA…
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Laura glanced about as if to see if there were better prospects—or an escape route. “OK, let’s go,” she said, in a “let’s get this over with” tone of v…
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She comes to the room, sits on a blue stool next to a so-called bar and gazes with blue eyes at the blue Hawaiian cocktail. The room is lit by blue lam…
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I slurped my cocoa as I pondered my next question. The time felt right for the big one. “Is Santa real?” Dad’s eyes narrowed, deciding whether he shoul…
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