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Tag Archives: coffee

Adz

06/15/2014by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

Ivan waited at the clearing’s edge while the old man carved at his fallen tree. Their breath misted in the clean, cold air, each after his fashion. Ivan, standing, breathed […]

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history

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04/14/2014by Pierce Nahigyan 1 Comment

Benny finished with Carol a little after noon. Really it was nearer to 3 pm but Lincoln couldn’t remember what he’d done since opening. When Benny set the coffee in […]

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health

Advection

02/24/2014by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

It is true that Emily was a liar. Her childhood was a catalogue of misadventures propagated by her inability to tell a straight story. Within herself, deep down, was a […]

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gods, memory

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09/25/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

The strangest cup of coffee I ever had was in a hotel off the I-40. I was lying on my back on my bed trying not to listen to a […]

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business, memory, space

Acuity

06/24/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

Two pigeons perched on the telephone rope strung over the canyon between two telephone poles chipped and weathered and the color of pale sand. In the canyon the man opened […]

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animals, space

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"All the while I have been forgetting the third of my reasons for remaining so faithful a citizen of the Federation, despite all the lascivious inducements from expatriates to follow them beyond the seas, and all the surly suggestions from patriots that I succumb. It is for the reason which grows out of my medieval but unashamed taste for the bizarre and indelicate, my congenital weakness for comedy of the grosser varieties. The United States, to my eye, is incomparably the greatest show on earth."

- H.L. Mencken, On Being an American, 1922

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