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Connections
EagernessintheHeartofEmpathy
POETRY
Felinemenomenon
IGoBacktoCovilEstates
HowtoLivewiththeWorm
InjusticeintheRainyCity
DeathintheMangroveForest Between Outside
SavedbytheBell
LastDance
TheMen Nothing
FICTION
ALettertoMyBestFriend ColdTurkeyandIndecision
TwoDifferentCountriesandMe EverythingLeavesEventually Sa-waat-diikraptoThailand
WanderingsEngland Esclavo
TheMagicofLearning Feathers WanderingsItaly
Morena NONFICTION
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IGoBacktoCovilEstates
ByKristenPeacock
(AnOdeto I Go Back to Berryman’s byVincentScarpa)
Onalloftheperfectlymanicuredlawnswiththeiridenticaldarkgreenmailboxes,in homesofvaryingneutralcolors,ifyoupeerthroughthefrontlacecurtainslongenough,Ican seeMrs.DottycookingforonewithherBibleopenedandreadyatthetable,herleatheryskin andmatchingbluesweatsuitbringingwithitthesweetscentoffreshlybakedstickybuns,the Bradfordfamilywitheyesunfocused,lukewarmmicrowavemeatloafontrays,TVlaughter echoingoffthewallsfilledwithpainfulpictureframeremindersofdeadmotherandwife,the palpableescapeoffatheranddaughteryetagaininalivingroomthatisanythingbut,andinstill anotherhouseisBob,athinandgreybeardedman,witheyeslikethebrownbottlesofyeasthe continuestoempty,sunkenintoareclinerandreadytowatchtheTVscreenuntilhepassesout; whileinourunassuminghouse,anornatecenterpieceisleftabandonedandcollectingdustatthe diningroomtable,silveruntouchedyettarnishing,thedeadhydrangeastheonlyevidencethat warmthonceflourishedhere,mydazedmotherlefttomakedinner,eyesconstantlyshiftingto thedoor,myfathercominghomefromalongshiftfullofsweat,thesmellofperfume,andthe faintaromaofleftoverrelationsstucktohiscoveralls,asubsequentcacophonyoficerattlingina glassandachildproofpillbottlepoppingopen,thewanderingeyesofmybrotherleftaloneto playwithme,soIruntothepool,despitetheawarenessofeyeswatchingmejump,gratefulfor theescapetothebottomwherethereisnoeyesandnosounds,onlythecatchingandreleasingof self-launchedtorpedoesstraighttothebottomofthebliss,emergingintotheeventualityof tomorrow’sSunday,allofusintowforouronceweeklyfamilytimetoattendasermonwherea preacheryellsof The Absolute Evil of Adulterers! andeveryweekashestandsinthepulpit,he buzzesonaboutthesamethemesofrespectandobedienceandGodliness,butaluncheonof shamsmilesandhandshakeslaterourfamilygoeshomewiththoughtsofshameandsexand silentobedienceswirlinginthestiflingcar,mybodyturnedtothewindowtoavoidtheever eagereyesofmybrotherplanningandwatching,theshoppingmallsandelementaryschoolI attendrollingpast,abriefintermissionofescapebeforewearebacktothewroughtirongates, thesamemanicuredlawnsandhomesinapprovedtones,exceptintheyardnexttoourfamily drivewaynowthereisBobstumblingaroundhisyard,hisred-facedgrinninginsharpcontrastto hispalebodyexposedandhalfclothedinat-shirt,adrinkinonehandandhimselfintheother,


























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