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MS D NAKOVA’s milk-white Russian cheek blushed red broken maps of Australia every time she took me to bed. The sandstone walls of her basement apartment coughed up dust and the red flush moved to the tip of her hooked nose, transported by the IGA brand tissues she wiped her allergy-borne mucus with. She readContinue reading “DONALD 
BARTHELME – ONE STORY”