by Christopher Stolle We’re too constrained already,but we’ll do what we can. We sing this hymn to praise you,but we’ve forgotten words. We sit at your chinin this sweet lotus position. Drop your wisdom on uslike petals floating upstream. Tell about supermarketsand howling censorship. We, your staunch disciples,adhere to each…
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By Loren Mayshark A blustery, white January day on Dutch Hollow Road in western New York. I was a benchwarmer freshman on the junior varsity basketball team in a school with about two hundred students. This meant the team was composed of both freshman and sophomore players, and I’d had…