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unbleached demeters stand in line and I'm beside a demeter loudly sobbing she says: each day this belief must contain / us /…
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So then Marcia peels back her collar to show us the two white marks on her neck, like we haven’t seen them every year, these two faded knots in a parallel line glaring out from her store-bought tan and as she strokes them she makes a sucking, slobbering sound and the girls all shriek then keel over laughing so hard that Erica spills her drink and then …
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The office ladies have opinions. They’ve been here longer than you. They’ve worked in this office since you were in university, twenty years ago….
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Last year, Barrelhouse got to wondering: What would happen if a literary magazine said, instead of Send Us Your Best Work, Send Us Work You Love? …
Read More…the deer come to rest/from valley lights, farm trucks./They step from the corn/like words — canny, slight, unasked.
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