Tag: Fiction
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Smoke by Brendan Owens
perfumed in the corners of the houselies smoke that has not been aired out;forever stained in the leather &mentioning it will attractmy mother’s attention— there — don’t you remember? my grandmotherbefore the fireplace, chained to many bottles:the bond outlasting all her others—‘it’s very similar,’ says my brother.in the silence that…
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Hunger by Daniel Schulz
I lived through six euro an hour philanthropy,wrapped in a blanket of poverty,sleeping on benches in train stationswaiting for my next ride home,my back battered by the factory lines.This is not an achievement. This is life.I will not give in. I am a fighter with a marathon heart,a love harderthan…
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Clothes Pole by Jim Bates
Set firmly in the groundIt had its own spot in the backyardA heavy-duty metal post with wooden arms attachedHeld together with clothesline ropeA lever controlled it going up and downA thing of mechanical beautySimple utility and grace. His mother hung sheets from it every weekWhite cotton flags waving in the…