A Confederacy of Dunces
Along the block some people were out on their porches looking at him and the motorcycle. The...
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Nutshell
In the early afternoon the phone rings and the future introduces herself…
The Sea, The Sea
After lunch I cut off a length of my rope and tied it onto the iron banister at the tower steps,...
Men Without Women
The Killers The door of Henry’s lunchroom opened and two men came in. They sat down at the...
I, Too
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company...
Eileen
My mother never packed lunches for me to take to school when I was growing up. I’d sit and...
