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talking to the sun

talking to the sun the cars stop at red, a momentary block, as the gaunt but big-boned man — with sun-baked face and arms, hair and beard dangling wiry, crinkled like loose threads of his faded-violet duffel bag slung on … Continue reading

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For the luck of a rover

For the luck of a rover the preacher is willing to forsake his pulpit and the audience. There is no worse suffering more than that of a man whose words come bouncing back as arrows repelled and now are lodged … Continue reading

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