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the minnesota review (2022) 2022 (99): 120–143.
Published: 01 November 2022
..., Author of Get in Trouble . Electric Literature , February 6 . https://electricliterature.com/interview-kelly-link-author-of-get-in-trouble/ . Sumana Roy Paayechari On Writing as Walking I have flat feet. I cannot walk long distances. I cannot walk very fast. If I were in a relationship...
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the minnesota review (2014) 2014 (82): 11–18.
Published: 01 May 2014
... along the soft floor between the ceiling trussing and slept, confident that the water would recede, that life would go back to its same steady monotony of microwaved meals and sitting back in his Adirondack chair, his feet up, the heady smell of summer fixed in his nostrils. By nightfall...
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the minnesota review (2015) 2015 (84): 60–68.
Published: 01 May 2015
... Orleans area was subject only to winds corresponding to a category 1 to 2 hur- ricane and that the highest winds occurred only over water to the east of New Orleans. In fact, the highest storm surge of twenty-eight feet above sea level overwhelmed the Mississippi Gulf Coast, devastating...
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the minnesota review (2024) 2024 (102): 28–32.
Published: 01 May 2024
... that she can dig half while you dig the other. After only a few minutes she has to stop to stretch out her hands. She asks, how much further? And even in the darkness you can see the front of her shirt has gone translucent, the air muggy and mosquito ridden. You say, a few more feet. Because sometimes...
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the minnesota review (2014) 2014 (82): 22.
Published: 01 May 2014
... the hands are dark, outside a man stands inside night Jesus walks in black, land so flat blue presses down, teach us how to rise, anoint with oil the feet and jeweled crown of Clifton Chenier as Gabriel gives Satchmo his horn to blow us through the whirlwind, Kingdom come, Jesus...
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the minnesota review (2008) 2008 (70): 33–45.
Published: 01 May 2008
... helped him paint it in his memory: red-faced, porcine lunch lady getting a knee job, her belly jiggling. Waiting to go back, the knee-fucker asked if wanted a Jolly Rancher. I said Sure, held up my hand, and Jedi-willed a good catch. He threw from twenty-feet away. I made it look easy...
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the minnesota review (2015) 2015 (85): 119–131.
Published: 01 November 2015
... and cautious way The Stars about my Head I felt About my Feet the Sea - I knew not but the next Would be my final inch - This gave me that precarious Gait Some call Experience - Printed as it appears in the Franklin (Dickinson 1998) and Johnson editions, the poem...
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the minnesota review (2008) 2008 (70): 46–52.
Published: 01 May 2008
... with a red apron. Only five feet in height with pure white hair and olive-green eyes, she reached up with both hands to welcome and touch the faces of her visitors. As she approached me, she exclaimed, “Ay, qué belloHow handsome! She invited me to sit on the wood plank bench. Alvaro...
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the minnesota review (2008) 2008 (70): 60–66.
Published: 01 May 2008
... torso and he feels his feet deflating inside his black wingtips. The watch slips off his wrist and only his outspread fingers keep it from falling to the floor. The small wooden desk in front of him is now massive. Since he was a teenager David has been tall. Now he is a foot shorter than...
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the minnesota review (2021) 2021 (97): 6–17.
Published: 01 November 2021
... Poe s father. W hen Poe was six, his father, an ironworker, was doing maintenance on the Chesapeake Bay Bridge and stepped from an I-beam to a wooden platform. The platform gave way. Ninety feet later, the waves also gave way. Dora s last memory of Poe s father was footsteps. The day before Poe s...
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the minnesota review (2009) 2010 (73-74): 15–17.
Published: 01 November 2009
... in the lobby gave a loud, guttural bark: “You. Yeah, you, with the slanted eyes and sloping head.” Pointing to the floor directly at his feet, he continued, “Well get your ass here, and the rest of you dirt bags stand where you are with your fuckin’ mouths shut and your hands out of your pockets...
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the minnesota review (2006) 2006 (65-66): 37–48.
Published: 01 November 2006
... that, but she dreaded the thought of all those germy hands dropping filthy coins into her cup. Maybe the Embassy could help her get home. Threading her way west toward the Embassy, she clung to the sidewalk nearest the river, but after a car barreled past, slashing her feet with foul-smelling...
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the minnesota review (2015) 2015 (85): 6–11.
Published: 01 November 2015
... in that pinched voice of his, “Welcome to Heaven, mi hijo. Suckle from the breast of your mother once more.” Before he could fully unbutton his shirt to offer a nipple to our dying friend, Jacinto whacked him on the side of his head. Camilo jumped to his feet and unsheathed his knife, a teardrop...
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the minnesota review (2015) 2015 (85): 47–53.
Published: 01 November 2015
... glide through the snow as Brage and two others weave about, trying to find enough slack to lunge at each other. Two of us are in love. Caris and Falentin stretch their feet out. They reach for- ward with their noses, unable to touch. Enok is watching me. I can feel it. Now there are two...
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the minnesota review (2008) 2008 (70): 5–7.
Published: 01 May 2008
..., the clowns, the Human Cannonball riding his cannon like a stallion. Estanzo paraded past the horses in their feathers and finery, skipped around the poodles, danced like a man half his age, oblivious to his obesity. The ground felt brutal beneath his feet; he was used to packed dirt, shorn fields...
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the minnesota review (2022) 2022 (98): 28–36.
Published: 01 May 2022
... our mother s bed in this hospital with framed wall prints of rustic barns and bridges, of Jesus holding a sparrow. My mother s feet are thickly socked and wrapped in a white cotton sheet and blanket, all tucked in like a small child on Christmas Eve. She s seventy-three years old, which means, and I m...
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the minnesota review (2022) 2022 (98): 13–16.
Published: 01 May 2022
... my fingers blue, even as I held them to the fire. My toes blued next. Then my nose. I dropped my slacks to face the horror of my blue member. The bear-hide rug blued below my feet, the pine-log walls, the oak floor, the fireplace brick from red clay to blue blue blue. Outside, the snow unceasingly...
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the minnesota review (2023) 2023 (100): 49–59.
Published: 01 May 2023
... under his ass. I backstep through the house and find the closet while never losing sight of him. I open the closet and root around with my left hand behind my back and reassure Vincent that I ll kill him if he moves. I knock an old crockpot. The glass lid shatters at my feet. I feel until I touch sheets...
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the minnesota review (2014) 2014 (83): 34–49.
Published: 01 November 2014
.... It was three hundred fifty-two and a half feet long, eighty-two and a half feet wide, and Sull’s son knew every inch. Eric’s crew buried four unclaimed men with crosshairs chasing them like horseflies, rifles leaning from gothic battlements. Yet Sull had things to give thanks for. Carter and Reed...
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the minnesota review (2009) 2010 (73-74): 9–11.
Published: 01 November 2009
..., the deck of my board bouncing upside-down a few feet away. In the sky above the mountains, the round white disk of the sun showed itself just before setting. When I got back home, Grandma sat on the couch fully clothed and sipping Gallo. Her eye looked even worse; black...