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BLADES by C.K. Williams

When I was about eight, I once stabbed somebody, another kid, a little girl.I’d been hanging around in front of the supermarket near our houseand when she walked by, I let her have it, right in the gap between her shirt and her shortswith a piece of broken-off car antenna, I used to carry around […]

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Would she have been a person with a completely different outlook on life? There are times when I visit her and find her settled on a chair in our dilapidated... MY MOTHER, IF SHE HAD WON FREE DANCE LESSONS by Cornelius Eddy.
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