The question we should ask ourselves is not why can’t human beings control the weather but rather why do they nearly kill themselves trying? WHY CAN’T …
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4TH STREET EPISTLE BY ERIC A LOYA 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 47 To our neighborhood, where people crumble themselves on cigarettes and Vicodin, where …
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With teary eyes she says, “Far, I miss mor!” “I know you do,” I tell her as I brush a strand of brown hair behind her ear. “It’s okay to miss mor, and …
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Curiosity. That’s what made her such a good card player all them years back. Everybody said it was her poker face, coupled with a well-placed evil eye …
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Antoine J Polgar comments on FAMILY HAPPINESS, POST-INDUSTRIAL BY CORA CRUZ 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 40 Hi Cora, I don't wish to intrude. However, y…
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The luxuries they covet and occasionally pretend to, on which they have no purchase, are not material things; they are time—leisure time for their marr…
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I like funerals, don’t you? she said. That’s where I can run into people and see old friends, and meet others. NO LOVIN’ FEELIN’ BY IVANOV REYEZ 34THPA…
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34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 03 Raymond Federman knew Samuel Beckett not only as a writer but as a friend. Federman, a French-American writer who always…
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JE SUIS UN ARTISTE BY KYLE MANGAN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 08 KYLE MANGAN Kyle Mangan lives near Chicago, and he says he probably will for a while l…
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My back seized up. The pain struck near the bone like a hot poker. SOUND CHECK BY CHRISTIE TATE 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 84 On the third day of reco…
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Then the virus hit. The world shut down. My job fell apart. I had to lay off my team. In a single day we dismissed most of the company. All the work, t…
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TE VERDE BY VERONICA SCHARF GARCIA 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 84 VERONICA SCHARF GARCIA I made Te Verde out of clay, paper, scissors, a bottle, and a …
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