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I was familiar with the little mating rituals of getting to know each other, of dragging out the stories from childhood, summer camp, and high school,...more

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You’re lost in your own world, in the things that happen there, and you’ve locked all the doors. Sometimes I look at you sleeping. I wake up and look ...more

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...after all, who isn't a survivor from the wreck of childhood?

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Empty teacups gathered around her and dictionary pages fell at her feet.

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She abandoned the garden, and the mums and asters that had trusted her to see them through to the first frost hung their waterlogged heads.

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Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a village that no longer exists, in a house that no longer exists, on the edge of a field that no longe...more