Living in Tracy Chapman’s House
It wasn’t exactly a house or, I guess, it was less than a house. Specifically, it was half of a house, three stories, divided top to bottom, clapboarded,…
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And Your Little Dog, Too, by David Sedaris
“He just bit me!” I said. The woman stood upright and pushed her hair away from her face. She was pretty except for her mouth, which was thin-lipped…
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But it had not, as I discovered in November of 2019. Chatting on FaceTime one day, Nat mentioned that he was visiting a nearby L.G.B.T.Q.-aid organization to explore…
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In the punt on the river in the cave, beneath the dim light of glowing worms, it was thoughts of my own death that consumed me. Ann Patchett…
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The popular girl at my elementary school—let’s call her Denise—was not blond like Barbie but pretty in a conventional manner I envied. She had brown hair, skin that…
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