Early one morning, under the arc of a lamp, carefully, silently, in smock and rubber gloves, old Doctor Manza grafted a cat’s head on to a chicken’s…
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or synecdoche
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(not...but) the world of contrast
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The Brother, bathed and fed, had been taken in to sleep with the grown-ups; now, fussing, he was carried out by the Mother, who stood on the verandah…
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Whenever his mind was sufficiently clear he used his gifts to knock me. Saul Bellow, Humboldt’s Gift When I read this sentence, the narrator comes…
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Think of van Gogh, painting that spatter of crows furling out over the wheat; dragging into the safe stillness of art, one untiring wing after another…
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Antony and Cleopatra, W. Shakespeare
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The City is smart at this: smelling and good and looking raunchy; sending secret messages disguised as public signs: this way, open here, danger to let…
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The sand is swept clean, blown clean, cleared of the crumbs left on the carpet, of what the cat tracked in, the sea dragged in. Toni Mirosevich, “This…
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Ma is better again, time has been turned back, the world is restored. The Promise, by Damon Galgut A Little Self-Promotion My Creative Writing Journal…
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To suffer, to labor, to toil and force your way through the spikes of life, to crawl through its darkest caverns, to push through the worst, to struggle…
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