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Vengeance (Prose)

Carefully, Abbie picked Owen’s coat pocket as he napped by the fire.

Practical Reanimation Spells.  The book’s spine turned to flakes at her touch.  In its unnatural weight she felt great age and great burden. 161 more words

Poems by John Burnside in London Review of Books, September 11, 2014 edition

Several years ago, after reading Who Sleeps with Katz and immediately adopting Todd McEwen as one of those rare writers whose every word I have to read, I came upon the following lines as the epigraph for his novel… 799 more words