... these people had said in Dutch. What was the dream about? I whis- pered, not expecting an answer. She s fallen asleep, I thought, the dream has already washed away. But Penny let out a sigh and told me this stranger s dream. There was a road, she said, red dirt. And bicycles. A girl and her mom were...

...Emma Bolden © 2017 Emma Bolden 2017 Emma Bolden After Twenty Years of Trying I Decided to Be I sorried. I slept & sheeped. I was under the line of an aimed gun. I became ages ago. I slept & sorrowed, our lady, a flower petaled over the edge of the bicycle lane. I had nowhere...

... to the social function of energy is one that hasn t begun to take up the challenge of fueling a society in a manner attuned to the new environmental realities of how we need to live on the planet. 98 the minnesota review Bicycle Socialism, or Freedoms From Michael Hardt (2010) addresses the foundational...

... entirely, I felt a pull on my shirt, and I was dragged back- ward. I turned once again to face Being. I was in a standoff. I walked sideways to a local bicycle shop and bought a fisheye mirror, and by wearing this mirror at all times I can regard Being, even when my back is turned. A Visit...

... heard this bird grunt, but she was able to vary her hisses. She had what I optimistically called her “hello hiss”; she lets loose this loud, drawn-out, letting-air-out-of-a-bicycle-tire hiss when I first approach her flight pen. It’s reptilian and quite intimidating. I don’t let it bother me...

... to a local state school, but early on I used to like to bicycle a lot, so I bicycled all over the countryside and I used to go into the orchards, the cherry orchards. So I got curious as to when they started growing cherries, and in fact it was Henry VIII who introduced them. And then I...

... that he had learned how to write in the Boy Scouts, by writing letters from camp to his parents (Griffin). A former UC Riverside Senate Chair is said to have compared writing to riding a bicycle. Some of the most bitter acrimony among faculty over the past year was generated...

... bicycled out to a semirural spot and then wheeled his machine along a faintly marked attractive trail through bracken and sat down at the base of a high old stone wall and begun talking aloud (as again befits his name) to a nearby cheerful little brown and grey bird (77). Soon after this, a handsome...

... on a bicycle (with a basket!) and whose LiveStrong wristband is so permanent a fixture of his wardrobe you think it may double as a medic alert bracelet —​is not a person you respect enough to feel okay begging to, but you’re building up the nerve for it when he says, in a manner more conspiratorial...

... nonpaid work: mostly staffing tables in the cold near Harvard Square with leaflets and petitions demanding that the US get out of El Salvador, or riding a bicycle borrowed from Grant to meetings on how to counsel draft dodgers. All men over eighteen had been made subject to compulsory military...

... remember forever if this is the bad moment I’m worried it’s going to be. My eyes fix on a slender shirtless man ahead of us walking a dog that in place of hind legs has a wooden cart that rolls on bicycle wheels. The cart is strapped to the dog’s torso so it’s a kind of canine wheelchair enabling...

... that Bruce should be fired. The radio station owner tried to run me off the road when I was bicycling. Plus we were working with battered women, and one day I ran into a batterer when I was helping his wife get her driver’s license. It was a very tense time. Those are things you should be afraid...