• Jihad: Another Sunday Morning

    reckoning has come my mama tells me that I am a heretic that I’d rather wear my unwashed denim cut-offs than kiss the feet of elevated saints Sunday morn is a struggle when I’d rather keep ...

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    Jihad: Another Sunday Morning
  • Organized Madness: Lizard

    LIZARD, by Banana Yoshimoto 180 pages, Fiction from Pocket Books "I dropped a bowl and broke it, which upset me so much that I burst into tears. Then I decided to sit down and read a comic, which ...

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    Organized Madness: Lizard
  • Graduation Day

    It dawns like a day Of impending doom: I stand on the cracked second-floor corridor And stare at the rusty bars Of the three-decade-old balcony. A guttural prayer escapes my chapped lips For I ...

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    Graduation Day
  • Dancing in the Rain

    Prologue Morning came with a bitch wind--the kind that carried dirt and muck that stuck on the skin and never washed out. The wind screamed for blood and pain. Adam Delgado shivered. Dammit, but it ...

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    Dancing in the Rain
  • Fudge

    I. Dribbling dribbling against the hardcourt of your upper-lip stubble in dark brown streaks and streaky white. II. Rivulets of hot fudge sundae toppings dispensed as circular tracks or ...

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    Fudge

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