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If paper targets came to life just once, I’d never return to the range—I might set down my weapon forever—but while they’re silhouettes of simple black on simple white, I’ll shoot until the world is out of ammo, and surprisingly the opposite doesn’t spook me: Read the rest of this entry »
I work hard on my checks to the phone company, the utilities, the landlord and those irresponsibly naïve organizations that have entrusted me with credit. God bless their mortal souls. My checks are late and never for the recommended amount but they are works of art. Read the rest of this entry »
Boy meets girl, girl bites boy, boy sees doctor. This is fact. We can verify this. Boy is intrigued but girl moves away before satisfying his curiosity. With its motives and suggestions, this is narrative. Read the rest of this entry »
We first noticed changes at the library where we thought books knew their place. Every morning the new librarian had to track down The Wanderers and return it to its shelf. Read the rest of this entry »
We don’t do it for the fish. We come out when our wives have had enough of us, reliably once a month, sometimes more often if we poke the right buttons. Read the rest of this entry »
VERMONT, 1998—Fred Tuttle, 79, Republican candidate for the U.S. House of Representatives, wants you to vote for the other guy. Read the rest of this entry »
Short Superman doesn’t know his own strength. He stands in the mirror stretching himself to his full height and wonders why his cape hangs limp across his shoulders. It should billow behind him. Read the rest of this entry »