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A partially silhouetted figure riding a horse at sunset

Tools of the Trade

By Ruby Peru When, at ages twelve and thirteen, Maureen and I were deposited for safekeeping on an Arizona horse ranch for the duration of the summer of 1980, it was very much as if we had both dropped from outer space, but from completely different spaceships. The ultimate tomboy,…

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Smoking floating in the air

My Decoration (The Janitor’s Monologue)

by Ron Dowell (This story contains drugs/addiction.) Agent Orange tainted weed fucked me up in Nam.Back in the world, drugs retarded me. Ihallucinated and failed a four-way stop sign.My road dog crashed the windshield.           I’d go back and changeif I could.                               Please help me, Jesus.          Nobody had told me shit. Lies…

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Lit torch in the dark

People Get Ready

by Ron Dowell                                                                        after “(Don’t Worry) If There’s a Hell Below,                                                                        We’re All Going to Go.”                                                                                 Curtis Mayfield                                                                        Mayfield lit the torch in black dark,                                                                       said Keep on Pushing when kept apart                                                                       from parks, restaurants, movies.                                                                       My face turned black-hot when called                                                                       a nigger. So, I love music                                                                       that interrogates ears, tastes                                                              like conflict, has disorder’s stench,                                                              a…

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