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Smothering Under The Blanket Warmth..., Rick Taddeo
On The Dover Train..., Clarence A. Amann
The Muses Are Dead, Phil Parisi
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An Unending Path Pierces The Neighborless Neighborhood..., Donald Schwab
An Unending Path Pierces The Neighborless Neighborhood..., Donald Schwab
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Floyd Whyte's Toll Booth, Cross Whyte
Floyd Whyte's Toll Booth, Cross Whyte
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"White flashes leaped between my trembling hands as I vigilantly sighted the vertex where the lonely cinder bed joined the streaming markers of the vacant road. I raised my sweaty hand to massage eyes wearied by the insults of the pavement, but the portent of the assault beguiled relief."
Easy Wednesday, The Cornman
48, Frans Weterrings
A Flower..., Lawrence Lechner
Heathen Child Find A God, Thomas Hughes
What Art, Thou?, Ray Pavelsky
Theophany, Jack Vorrasi
And He Died Partly On Some Shady Shore, No. 201279
And He Died Partly On Some Shady Shore, No. 201279
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"The scene was hectic, as it always is. The men-commuters were running to the work-bus in a graybusinesssuit-and-attachécase type-way. The younger set were milling around (as the younger set will do) with tennis rackets and golf clubs and radios and suit cases and mod clothes and "Dutch Boy" caps and dirty sweatshirts and toe-hole sneakers and guitars."
Come Sit Down Beside Me..., Hal Cunningham
Come Back To The Huddle, Unitas, Honey, Harold Depuy
Come Back To The Huddle, Unitas, Honey, Harold Depuy
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"For years I resisted the blandishments, the siren song of the Freudian school of literary analysis. Marie Bonaparte and her disciple, Leslie Fiedler, left me cold with their broad, enticing hints of impotency and miscegenated homosexuality. Whenever I was accused by some staid Jamesian of treating his milk-soppy, fingertipkissing, neuter Henry with cavalier Freudianism, I invariably took umbrage at the libel. My central position, as I saw it, was that if there is latent homosexuality in us all, awaiting only the proper moment of failure and frustration to signal …
Too Hot For Comfort, Rick Taddeo
Just A Little Off The Sides, Please, John Morreall
Clarence Jones, The Cornman
And Young Men Shall See Visions, N/A Marks
The Web In The Wellspout, Clarence A. Amann
What I Didn't See In The Park, Thomas Hughes
23, Frans Weterrings
And What Does The Wind Want..., Ray Pavelsky
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Pa Jose's Voice..., Ray Pavelsky
Pa Jose's Voice..., Ray Pavelsky
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"Pa Jose's voice ran along the river-grained floor slats like wise currents. He had spoken to the slight-bodied youth statuted against the twilight blue window. His own antique shell balanced darkly in the doorframe he had hewn when his hands were the boy's age. They shook gently now, twisted around the evening gazette, as if suddened by some unhappy headine."
Oink, Thomas Hughes
Small Person, John Morreall
Shepard's Version, Harold Depuy
It Snowed The Night Before..., Ray Pavelsky