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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

Adore

11/29/2013by Pierce Nahigyan 2 Comments

The fear is not its loneliness, nor fear. Though when it comes it creeps; blows, chills; leaves, leers, The fear is love sighing in, falling back Inwards upon itself, a […]

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fear, poetry/meter

Acorn

03/27/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

High in an oak tree, a squirrel plucked an acorn off a twig. The twig shook and let out a sharp cry. “How dare you!” shouted the tree. Its voice […]

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animals

A cappella

10/13/2012by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

As the last licks of summer spread the sky’s horizon with red clouds thick as peanut butter, we will go to the orchard. The apples ripe on their branches will […]

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fire, weather

Abysmal

10/05/2012by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

It does not take very long to drive the length of this country. There are several highways that will do you for a straight shot almost totally through it; the […]

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memory, time

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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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