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BLACKBALLED by Cindy Rosmus
1979 “You see that?” I asked my roommate, Juanita. “Or am I crazy?” As Juanita peered around the dining hall, Katie got closer. “’Ju...
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1979 “You see that?” I asked my roommate, Juanita. “Or am I crazy?” As Juanita peered around the dining hall, Katie got closer. “’Ju...
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I wrote it and the sun came up. I read it and I healed the sick. I published it and raised the dead. I woke alone, bad breath, limp dick....
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I grew up on the coast of Maine, both of my parents were professional artists and under their guidance, I learned to draw and paint at a...