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Sketches of Short Days
In this poignant, personal essay, Tom sits with his terminally-ill uncle, Baz, and explores life, loss and laughter, right up to the end.
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The Man on the Motorcycle
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Riding an Endangered Eagle
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Litro #182: Experimental – Where Art Thou Heart: Visual Language Lost on Deaf Eyes
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A New Natural
THE LONELINESS ISSUE
Why working in a dive bar is a superior education.
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Fire and Smoke
Then I stood and waited, silent, with my arms clasped behind me…I knew them by their smell, or the way they walked, or the cadence of their voice.
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Lessons from a Homeless Man
Having spent my entire life in a classroom, I finally graduated from university in 2015.
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Love, Santa
Not that, at twelve, I believed in Saint Nick, but in my desperation I wasn’t above begging for a miracle.
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The Orphanage
When he started walking, he would throw himself against walls.
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On Going Fast
Some Sunken Cities
That’s what she’s doing now, on the train, for her boyfriend. You could come in on it if you want.
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The little story that haunted for a very long time
I’m talking about a story that leaves a scar, an invisible scab that you return to weeks, months, and years after you’d read it.
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The Familiar Absence of Words
My grandma never spoke of the loneliness, never mentioned her loss. These unsaid things: these silences run in the family.
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Dead Sites
As the Jeeps rush down the highway, the old man, 73-year-old artist Alvaro Enciso, asks Alicia the names of the dead migrants.
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Writing, and Chaplin
We are, as writers, the solar collector, the hybrid engine: we take energy from what surrounds us or our remembering of surroundings
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You Shook Me
I rocked back and forth, still holding onto the headrest, singing those lyrics, whether it was the chorus or verse or that freaky middle part with the wailing



















