... dissects digestive systems. In addition to bells, he used electric shocks, tuning forks, metronomes. What part of us expects thunder? minnesota review 82 (2014) DOI 10.1215/00265667-2409919  © 2014 Brent Goodman 24 ...

... wires look NASA-quality. Her pupils are red dots of light. She presses metal lips to her baby’s nose.) He alone admires her robot spawn, She hums his fishy tune. He could show her the ocean floor. She could teach him Linux. But the...

...Lauren Annette Boulton Copyright © 2020 Lauren Annette Boulton 2020 Lauren Annette Boulton Safekeeping Each fogless breath of winter s bird, clasped in the nest of my hands, overlaps with the next, furious. She hums without noise, a tuning fork pressed against the skin, a vibration conducted...

... criticism. The first time he brought me here, he invested hours explaining the production of steel. His wristwatch shined like a beacon to my boredom. All I wanted then was to be out strumming my alternative tuned guitar under the pine trees, dreaming of easy nymphets with lilac perfume and...

... sudden, cold-sweat feeling that my grandparents, in my absence, needed my company: my grandfather on the porch tuning his fiddle, or my grandmother folding back my comforter, all set to tuck me in. But could I ever reach them, could I ever burst into our house in time? Let me tell you: the...

...-size-fits-all Do you like my navy duffle coat . . . . . . Ecclesiastes said there s nothing new under the sun but there is always new joy to be felt // new delight to be found though it s hard to get excited about tomatoes I memorized the riddles but not the answers // the tunes but not the words You...

... Security in Military Training .” William and Mary Environmental Law and Policy Review 32 ( 2008 ): 759 - 802 . Schaefer R. Murray . Our Sonic Environment and the Soundscape: The Tuning of the World . Rochester : Destiny , 1994 . Scheiber Harry . “ Historical Memory, Cultural...

..., their ears tuned with hope, their senses dimmed with noise, heard “Coldwell” instead of “problem”—and maybe “Coldwell” instead of “Hold onand they pressed poor Edna against the wall as they grabbed the fliers from her hands on “VOTING MACHINE OPERATION INSTRUCTIONS...

... goes on to say, “Many of us were born here in old Storyville” but the police are coming “to drive us all away and shut down all the clubs.” He concludes, turning to Billie Holiday, “Now how about one more tune before we leave.” She stands up to start singing, and, by the time she’s halfway...

... moving. It didn’t bother me not knowing, though. I liked not knowing everything about her. It was like Jenny was a mystery that only I could solve. We had that in common —​the mystery part —​because I played guitar. I liked to strum little tunes all over town: up on the swings of the...

...- conditioning thrummed a new tune. Gordon gestured toward the woman. The rustle of paper, the checking of facts and figures. “As of yesterday,” she said, “Tommy was nearing five thousand.” “Which brings us to the good news,” Gordon said. “After five thousand kills, Tommy will be promoted to...

... students and their allies among faculty? Stay tuned. Note The status of basic writing and other developmental/remedial options as non-credit courses has provoked much controversy over the years, both in and out of CUNY. There have been efforts in composition programs, including at CUNY, to...

... the horizon if you’d just look up and look up, but he never did, kept his gaze pinned to the dirt that lay in front of him, dirt he cut through and made into ruler-straight furrows. A radio was lashed to the dash with a bungee tie, the station tuned to the ball games, the country channel, the...

..., the ice becomes an archive only through the labor and resource-intensive processes of drilling cores up to three kilometers deep, transporting the samples from distant drilling sites to the labo- ratory, cutting the samples into segments, and melting them in finely tuned instruments to register...

... much skin for her bones. She was shouting and she was spitting all over me. Sis’ Rose began playing the piano real hard. I don’t think she was even trying to play a particular tune. She just beat on the keys. Miss Claudia was clapping, smiling at me. Angel stared in...

..., while in conversation with said patron, Dixon declares: I’m the boredom-detector. I’m a finely-tuned instrument. If only I could get hold of a millionaire I’d be worth a bag of money to him. He could send me on ahead into dinners and cocktail-parties and night-clubs...

... sandbox, Gina pats moist dirt into even mounds and sings to the tune of Row Your Boat. Bumpy tomatoes are rotten. Smooth tomatoes are good. The big one is the father. It has lots of seeds. Top to bottom, she touches each button on her coat, then repeats this action three times. When she s done, she...

..., I find myself pretty much in tune with public opinion on many important issues, and very much opposed to policy. So who’s extremist? ...

... the active verb in every tune, until the word eat, when, as though satiated with the food, or tired with the process of procuring it, they bestow an hearty curse on the grain, asking it where it came from. Guinea corn is thus emphatically addressed as well as eaten in this song; guinea corn is, then...

.../00265667-8128097 © 2020 Charles Booth 13 14 the minnesota review and sometimes after a day of feeding creatures into the incinerator, Duke would sit on Aunt Kat s porch with his mandolin and sing a melancholy tune that crescendoed with the line, All day long, I throw puppies in the re. But in the mornings...