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Monthly Archives: April 2012
A New Orleans memory: heavy weather
I didn’t know it then, but I would soon be leaving New Orleans. I would go to New York for eight months, where I would share an apartment with a call girl and get my first job as a bartender; … Continue reading
Sleep dread; or, the yearning for absolute love
“I’m afraid to go to sleep.” I sat beside Mia on her bed, running my hand through her hair. I couldn’t quite process what she’d said. It was nearly midnight, and she had school in the morning. It was well … Continue reading
