“Young Love Under the Moon”

“Night had now come. Fairy light, from a waxing, gibbous moon that looked like a stone skull leaning back against the sky, a head colored in chamois and yoke yellow, its face blotchy and weathered as if from a thousand battles and a million tribulations, played upon the woods, streams, and rocks around their tent. […]

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“Cafe Customers”

“My favorite customers were the cliques of intellectuals and writers and their fringes of lovers, admirers, and imitators. These groups often occupied several tables pushed together and filled with a picturesquely wide assortment of espresso cups, latte glasses, cake and dinner plates. There were mugs still foaming with draft beer, balloon wine glasses designed to […]

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“Ivy Club”

“The one interview that stuck in Skylar’s mind for many years took place at Ivy Club. Mr. Oswald Crocker Astor III ought, on first appearance, Skylar reasoned, to have been immediately soaked in formaldehyde and placed in a glass container by a biologist eager to preserve a creaturely specimen long considered extinct. At a time […]

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“The Grand Purpose”

“The Grand Purpose”: “The more he pondered this subject the more Skylar suspected that life was teleological: that it had a final purpose toward which events drove each human being in their own way and along their own path. He grew fascinated with the challenge of comprehending this, the grandest scheme of life, and realized […]

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“Marin 1980”

“To us, fresh from a small bedroom in a Midwest tract house, their living space and lifestyle came straight off the pages of a contemporary magazine aimed at the affluent-young-adult demographic. Their male friends were wealthy property developers and importers of fine Italian footwear for men. The men’s girlfriends were exotic-faced Asian women with burgeoning […]

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“The Pier”

“To their left, the pier extended 500 feet out into the Pacific. It looked like a simplified railroad trestle: a fenced walkway supported by a series of three splayed, vertical, log posts that might have been the down-turned prongs of Neptune’s trident. The water reflected these timber legs, apparently doubling their length by creating an […]

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“Marrakesh Express”

“The sounds of ‘Marrakesh Express’ filled the room. The song captured the carefree joy known only by a child: the joy that makes kids join hands and begin to spin round in circles until they fall, dizzied, to the ground in wild laughter.  It had the joy of a nursery-rhyme jingle, the effervescence of empty […]

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