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The remains of the earliest European fort in the interior of what is now the United States have been discovered by a team of archaeologists, providing new insight into the start of the U.S. colonial era and the all-too-human reasons … Continue reading
The mist cold and thick, I had the high beams switched off so the brilliance wouldn’t channel in and blind me— the switchback roads wind through the woods past houses built by people with wagons drawn along by beasts with … Continue reading
On the night before I entered 7th grade, my across-the-street, 9th grade neighbor Joe, while we were enjoying spareribs at our family’s annual Labor Day picnic, gave me this advice: “Be careful tomorrow. You never know who’s carrying a switchblade.” … Continue reading
The closer it got to Joey’s dad’s birthday, the more agitated he became, and with nothing worthwhile to do when he wasn’t at work – which was less and less often since Jerry had been cutting his hours – he … Continue reading
This guy I knew, he thought he could make his shit high sticking toluene up his ass. Some people know more than one guy like that. I figure you talk to enough of them you’ll hear just about anything twice. You … Continue reading
My friends would head to the pool that day. They’d show off their new boobs in their new bikinis. Point out which boys they wanted to date. Make plans without me for our upcoming sophomore year. Angela paused and spun her … Continue reading
Once you have tasted flight, said Leonardo you will forever walk with your eyes turned skyward and when you are fourteen and initiated into sex by a thirty-two year old woman who lives in your parents’ hippie commune you will forever … Continue reading
After the Victims were Buried Everyone went back to the farmhouse where Friends and wives of neighbors had set out food. At first there was just the sounds of chewing and Swallowing and maybe a child piping up a few … Continue reading