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May 3, 2012

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{Fiction} Haloed Skin

{Fiction} Haloed Skin

Tiffany sat at a bus stop waiting for the 4 line to take her home. She was the only one at the stop and preferred it that way. Rather than concerning herself with strange men in windbreaker coats, Tiffany was free to spend her time waiting peeling pieces of calcified gum from the underside of the bus stop bench.

Fiction, Literature
SIX SONGS

SIX SONGS FOR SITTING IN A CAR PARKED IN A SODIUM LAMP LIT WENDY’S PARKING LOT…

Okay, maybe you’re not pondering the existence of God. Maybe you’re certain that there is no God. Or maybe you’re certain that there is. Maybe, you’re sitting with two friends who have both been scorned by women and they are trying their hardest not to get tears on their burgers

Culture, Essays, Music

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