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friday refrains · brigit pegeen kelly
Sunday 19 October 2008 | 2 cookies in the jar
ISKANDARIYA It was not a scorpion I asked for, I asked for a fish, but maybe God misheard my request, maybe God thought I said not “some sort of fish,” but a “scorpion fish,” a request he would surely have granted, being a goodly God, but then he forgot the “fish” attached to the “scorpion” [...]
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Sunday 19 October 2008 | I like a cookie
Everyone has two memories. The one you can tell and the one that is stuck to the underside of that, the dark, tarry smear of what happened. (Amy Bloom)
