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Summer of Muslimgauze
The musician's obsession becomes the listener's obsession.
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James A. Reeves
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An Area of the Nervous System
I'm getting pale and fat in London.
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Room for Error
Such a rich emotion when the lady at Taco Bell said, "Welcome back."
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Some Grand Experiment
Making wistful noises at Red Lobster.
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Some Terrible Paintings
Looking at these paintings, it's hard to believe I've been sober for eight years. But it feels good to do something for its own sake, results be damned.
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Laughter on the Walls
A floppy-eared dog gnaws a bone while a clown smiles above the bed.
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God Knows Where
They're like another species to me, these people who believe they know what's going on and what will happen next.
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Clearing the Decks
The memory of sitting in a church in a different country feels as though it belongs to some lost golden age.
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Fake Blue Spruce
I need a word for the slightly hungover sensation after a mindless bout of clicking and scrolling—a term for shaking off the digital residue.
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Believing in Birds
"You'll be working at least seventeen hours on Election Day," he said. "So bring a sandwich."
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Vast Parking Lot
Sometimes I idle in the parking lot of a strip mall after midnight.
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Enemies of Sleep
“Sometimes I think they are graceful like ballerinas,” he said as we drove. “Other times, I think they are wicked.”
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James A. Reeves
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