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Tag Archives: hunger

Adjacency

09/20/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

Claire, If you are reading this, please forgive me. I am sorry that I could not outlive you and keep this from you. I am sorry that I have left […]

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artifact, fire, letters

Adhere

08/23/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

Danford was a garbage truck. He was powered by natural gas. When you are a machine you do not feel hunger as animals do, nor tire in quite the same […]

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artifact, business, health

Across

05/13/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

Across the street there is a pie cooling on a windowsill. It smells of berries. The red kinds. Before too long I’ll have to close my window, because I can’t […]

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space

Acinus

03/06/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

The bear stole some berries. Of course it was much easier to pick them off the bushes where they grew wild, but the man and woman had a whole basketful […]

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animals, fear, run

Acicular

02/25/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

He waited for it under the ferns. Marissa thought he was napping, but he was wide awake. This time there would be no retreat for it. He pawed at a […]

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animals, run, 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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