Saturday, March 7th, 2009
“Death and Tacos” by Nathaniel Whittemore
Nathaniel Whittemore DEATH AND TACOS Waiting in line at a taco stand for my number to be called I started talking to a six-year-old kid kicking his little foot against A curb and waiting for his dad to come out of the bathroom. And he said, “Why [...]
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Monday, August 11th, 2008
“You Never Know When You’re Gonna Live…” by Nathaniel Whittemore
Nathaniel Whittemore YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU’RE GONNA LIVE… Sarah was a chronic masturbator; An attractive, dynamic and inexplicably unattached young woman With hair the deep, bruised color of a five o’clock sun. She taught art at the local high school for the last several years And in her spare time sold paintings on sunny [...]
