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, and then she’s running down the middle of the road in her bare feet in the rain, and the sky is cracking open and calling her name in a language she sudden -ly understands. And her hands are wrapped … Continue reading

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Simple Machines

… This morning I moved a comma with great effort , wielding that tiny black fulcrum like a wedge, perhaps the lever of a pulley, tugging up the corners of your smile.     ..    

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