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First Line: Maman died today.

First Line: Someone is screaming in the dark.

First Line: Joost had two problems: the moon and his mustache.
Man, me too, bruh

First Line: It was damp under the blackberry bush, but Margaret liked it there; she was cozy, like a rabbit.

We all choose to be skeptics when the truth is inconvenient.

“It [the American flag] flew above the Bear the day they killed Heavy Runner,” Good Stab said back without pause. “It flies above every camp of dead Indians. I will always pull them down. You put your reminders of pain on the wall and pray to them. We still hurt, so we don’t need that reminder.”

When I returned to the pews, Good Stab was looking up at the now empty crucifix on the grand wall behind the pulpit.
“Where did you put Him?” I asked.
“Napikwans must hate him,” Good Stab said back... “Every chance you get, you pin him up there like that at his worst moment. Is it to remind him of his pain, should he ever return!”
“Return He will.” […]
“Not if you don’t find where I put him.

My father used to tell me that I needed to pay attention to where I was instead of looking farther away than I could see, and I know he was right, but knowing and doing aren’t the same thing.

Last night I stood on the balcony of my apartment and peered out into the glittering darkness, and I whispered his name, Arthur Beaucarne, and then I closed my eyes, imagined I was hearing the rustle of his thick black robes when he raised his head out there in the vast darkness, hearing me.

YOOOOOO. SGJ! The image that invoked! If he doesn’t start getting movie deals then what are we doing!?

First Line: A dayworker reaches into the wall of the parsonage his crew’s revamping and pulls a piece of history up, the edges of its pages crumbling under the fingers of his glove, and I have to think that, if his supervisor isn’t walking by at just that moment, then this construction grunt stuffs that journal from a century ago into his tool belt to pawn, or trade for beer, and the world never knows about it.

First Line: Charon County was founded in bloodshed and darkness.