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I take a breath to calm down. Everybody gets the stomach flu, even halmonis. Just a little beetle-bug. “Why you up?” she asks. “I couldn’t sleep. I was thinking about…the tiger.” She looks at me for three long heartbeats, then holds out her hand. “Come lie with me,”...
But these walls know nothing of my confession. The confession I offer has been said in silent pleading nights, many times before, legs curled close to my body, hugging tight to the convulsion of pain that steers through me. I cried out to Him. And when I couldn’t breathe, when my ey...
Back in the day, 45 RPM records were all the rage—just one small disc with a single song on each side. But to play them properly, you'd need one of these inserts to prevent the record from sounding all wonky, especially since you had to crank up the speed. Naturally, these inserts...
A couple of minutes, and she was walking down into the village. e church was locked. She thought of the subtle poetry that her brother had found in it; the music that it had inspired in King sher; the madness that had come to Mayhew. None of that was evident now. In the dawn ...
But call out it did, waking me as from the dead to come back to the garden. After the deluge, the hurricane like winds, and after I sat in the basement wondering when the house will fall down, it all stopped as suddenly as it began and not a drop of water in the basement. Not...
File sharing: Well, there has been more than enough talk about that, so I’ll just say that I come down in the camp that knows it’s theft, pure and simple. Writers and artists who make the music that supports their families better hope for something else when their income is slashed...
But still they were following. Around a corner, down the road. And Sophia pointed into a big tent with the mark of the Lamb on it. They walked in and there were tables. Tables filled with food. And the servants smiled as they saw the family. And one said, “Come – you look hungr...
爱德华·托马斯(Philip Edward Thomas,1878-1917),英国诗人、散文家、小说家。1878年3月3日生于伦敦南部的兰贝斯(Lambeth)。1905年,与妻子海伦住在肯特郡的埃尔瑟农场(Elses Farm),将其中一间屋子租给好友、威尔士诗人W.H.戴维斯(W.H.Davies,1871-1940)。1913年6月搬到汉普郡小村斯蒂普(Steep)居住,10月美国诗人...