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THE SINGING

Even after a full day of housekeeping at Johnny and Kaye's near the airport, stripping…

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Roach Motel

  I must do this to survive, Cardinal. No breathing allowed, Mr. Bee. I tripped…

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Revision for New Year’s Eve

My Father Didn’t Dance With Sylvia Plath BY RUSTIN LARSON New Year’s Eve, curled in…

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Blues in the Waiting Room

I spell out the word crocodile. I see the movie about the dolphin. Time for…

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TINY SEPTEMBER

  American robins, no picnic; a woman knocks, a door-to-door missionary, and asks and I…

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