3 April, 1996

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Food

Issue No. 3 ~ April, 1996

I was sitting in the cafe, reading and killing time. At the table to my right sat two girls, their frenetic conversation/meal punctuated with exuberant bursts of laughter. At one point, I turned my head just in time to see a piece of food leap …

I Know What I’d Like to Drive a Nail Through

Issue No. 3 ~ April, 1996

I saw him walking on campus. He was about 30 feet ahead of me, dressed in khaki pants and sandals, walking like a stupid Jesus. He knew I was behind him, but he was pretending he hadn’t seen me. It had been two full days …

Internal Affairs

Issue No. 3 ~ April, 1996

I think it be thine indeed, for thou liest in’t. Shakespeare, from “Hamlet” (V, i, 124) I told him to go and pick up the money at the bus station. And I guess he got shot. Hell, how would I know what happened? I don’t …

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The Hunter

Issue No. 3 ~ April, 1996

The Hunter ran through the woods, free of all obligations and responsibilities. Ahead of the hunter, ran his prey, a man who wore a red flannel shirt, blue jeans and a baseball cap. As the man ran, he’d cast quick glances back losing a little …

High School Drug Friends

Issue No. 3 ~ April, 1996

There was Molly overdosing on Kamchatka vodka and LSD somewhere down the hill below Fairview High School, down towards Viele lake, somewhere out in the tall dry grass. I can hear her screaming again and the other girls talking about whether they should call an …

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