Wednesday, May 6th, 2009
“Convenience Stores” by Buddy Wakefield
Buddy Wakefield CONVENIENCE STORES We both know the smell of a convenience store at 4 a.m. like the backs of alotta hands. She sells me trucker crack/Mini-Thins (it’s like Vivarin). She doesn’t make me feel awkward about it. She can tell it’s been a long drive and it’s only gonna get longer. Offers me a [...]
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Saturday, May 2nd, 2009
“When Girls Called” by Sam Pierstorff
Sam Pierstorff WHEN GIRLS CALLED When I was in grade school and girls called, my mother always managed to pick up the phone first. She would ask, “Do you know my son is not supposed to talk to girls?” Of course they didn’t know, even I didn’t know why, except that my mom didn’t understand [...]
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Wednesday, April 29th, 2009
“Building Nicole’s Mama” by Patricia Smith
Patricia Smith Building Nicole’s Mama for the 6th grade class of Lillie C. Evans School, Liberty City, Miami I am astonished at their mouthful names— Lakinishia, Chevellanie, Delayo, Fumilayo— their ragged rebellions and lip-glossed pouts, and all those pants drooped as drapery. I rejoice when they kiss my face, whisper wet and urgent in my [...]
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Monday, April 27th, 2009
“My Father’s Coat” by Marc Kelly Smith
Marc Kelly Smith MY FATHER’S COAT I’m wearing my father’s coat. He has died. I didn’t like him, But I wear the coat. I’m wearing the coat of my father, Who is dead. I didn’t like him, But I wear the coat just the same. A younger man, stopping me on the street, Has asked, [...]
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Sunday, April 26th, 2009
“I Wanted to Be” by Marc Kelly Smith
Marc Kelly Smith I WANTED TO BE I wanted to be so many things. Bigger than I was. A tall tower of building blocks. A shoelace tied so fast. Jelly spread smoothly to the corners of the bread. I wanted to be so good. A smile on everyone’s face. Folded hands. A clean desk. All [...]







