The Appraisal

Mike almost beheads me on our third date. The wildly swung axe lies dead at my feet, freshly ricocheted from a target board hanging twenty yards away.“This’ll be a great…

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Eugene

They found him by the railroad tracks the year the stock market crashed.  It was in Sabina, a town twenty miles north of Ohio’s Appalachian foothills.  Sabina was (and still…

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Admissions

The essays arrive in waves.Cheerful waves.Each begins with something like I have always wanted… Wanting is a credential. The present is a well. The essay is a ladder. The applicants…

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