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is not your typical song and dance. The music is drowning down by the river. The old soft shoe is more soggy than not. It is nothing like tap dancing, but more like one log or stump chucked into the water after another. With...

Between one breath and the next, that quick, that labored. The snow having fallen, fallen, fallen into flakes and all the mistakes having melted with them. Dissolved, if not absolved of them. The fingers still drumming the taut...

That I made a better door than a window, but I just couldn’t open up that way. That my eyes were the windows to my soul—yes, my beady, unblinking hazel eyes—them. That I had a beautiful soul, blessed in ordinary shades of Rio...

This rain comes to the bog on kitten paws that pitter pat pitter pat across the matted-down grasses and mosses. Little prickly claws that pierce with thin slivers of shiver. Suddenly, the bog’s sod is sodden. Rain’s excess...

At first, I held tight to the pain, to each jolt that stabbed, then ravaged my wasting limbs. Until I felt nothing but the bog’s lips smacking against my skin, hungry as kisses. Only the brain remains, furtive, holding to the...