Rope

Rope The girl’s father laughs a little too hard when I say: She knows what’s important in life as his daughter whips the dime store jump rope over her head for the twelve thousandth time—laughs as if I’m joking, when really, she has it down—sparkly pink handles grimy with effort, her face obscured by her... Continue Reading →

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Casey At the Bat (excerpt)

Casey At the Bat (excerpt) And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air, And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there. Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped— “That ain’t my style," said Casey. “Strike one!” the umpire said. From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar, Like the... Continue Reading →

The Wasteland – A Game of Chess (excerpt)

The Wasteland - A Game of Chess (excerpt) I remember Those are pearls that were his eyes.“Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?”                                                                                        But O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag—It’s so elegant So intelligent“What shall I do now? What shall I do?” “I shall rush out as I... Continue Reading →

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