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Deciduous

Matt Miller University of North Texas Press PDF
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The Devil Watches the New Idol Tryouts

Matt Miller University of North Texas Press PDF

The Devil Watches the New Idol Tryouts

The daylong auditions were held in one of the last abandoned shipyard warehouses during the mean middle of winter and were judged by a panel of eight, mostly men—

Ivy MBA-looking types in dark suits and leather sandals. Arriving together on one bus, some of the older gods were there to try out, bringing with them their quivers of lightning, goatskin drums and pipes, masks and feathers, lamps, mistletoe, flaming swords and all kinds of crosses. Sadly, some of them had gotten hair plugs or wore girdles to hold back great golden bellies and the amazed look on their faces betrayed a conspiracy of Botox injections. They all got equal time. Most of them nailed their lines but none of them earned even the hope of a call back.

They never really had a shot. Every part to be cast called for someone, well, younger, sleeker, with more soft lights and switches, gods you plugged into your skin, that came with GPS and their own soundtracks, gods that you could stick in a vein or swallow like a baby stone, that were user friendly, that had bundled add-ons and cheap accessories for quick customization.

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Hands

Richard Carr University of North Texas Press PDF
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Ballistics

Matt Miller University of North Texas Press PDF
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Squirtgun Uncle Maked Me, The

James Whitcomb Riley Indiana University Press ePub

UNCLE Sidney, when he wuz here,

Maked me a squirtgun out o’ some

Elder-bushes ’at growed out near

Where wuz the brickyard—’way out clear

To where the toll-gate come!

So when we walked back home again,

He maked it, out in our woodhouse where

Wuz the old workbench, an’ the old jack-plane,

An’ the old ’pokeshave, an’ the tools all lay’n’

Ist like he wants ’em there.

He sawed it first with the old hand-saw;

An’ nen he peeled off the bark, an’ got

Some glass an’ scraped it; an’ told ’bout Pa,

When he wuz a boy an’ fooled his Ma,

An’ the whippin’ ’at he caught.

Nen Uncle Sidney, he took an’ filed

A’ old arn ramrod; an’ one o’ the ends

He screwed fast into the vise; an’ smiled,

Thinkin’, he said, o’ when he wuz a child,

’Fore him an’ Pa wuz mens.

He punched out the peth, an’ nen he put

A plug in the end with a hole notched through;

Nen took the old drawey-knife an’ cut

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Faces at a Play

Amy M. Clark University of North Texas Press PDF
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Scope

Amy M. Clark University of North Texas Press PDF
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Old October

James Whitcomb Riley Indiana University Press ePub

Old October’s purt’ nigh gone,

And the frosts is comin’ on

Little heavier every day—

Like our hearts is thataway!

Leaves is changin’ overhead

Back from green to gray and red,

Brown and yeller, with their stems

Loosenin’ on the oaks and e’ms;

And the balance of the trees

Gittin’ balder every breeze—

Like the heads we’re scratchin’ on!

Old October’s purt’ nigh gone.

I love Old October so,

I can’t bear to see her go—

Seems to me like losin’ some

Old-home relative er chum—

’Pears like sorto’ settin’ by

Some old friend ’at sigh by sigh

Was a-passin’ out o’ sight

Into everlastin’ night!

Hickernuts a feller hears

Rattlin’ down is more like tears

Drappin’ on the leaves below—

I love Old October so!

Can’t tell what it is about

Old October knocks me out!—

I sleep well enough at night—

And the blamedest appetite

Ever mortal man possessed,—

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Plaza

Richard Carr University of North Texas Press PDF
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Jolly Miller, The

James Whitcomb Riley Indiana University Press ePub

[Restored Romaunt.]

IT was a Jolly Miller lived on the River Dee;

He looked upon his piller, and there he found a flea:

“O Mr. Flea! You have bit’ me,

And you shall shorely die!”

So he scrunched his bones against the stones—

And there he let him lie!

’Twas then the Jolly Miller he laughed and told his wife,

And she laughed fit to kill her, and dropped her carvin’-knife!—

“O Mr. Flea!” “Ho-ho!” “Tee-hee!”

They both laughed fit to kill,

Until the sound did almost drownd

The rumble of the mill!

“Laugh on, my Jolly Miller! and Missus Miller, too!—

But there’s a weeping-willer will soon wave over you!”

The voice was all so awful small—

So very small and slim!—

He durst’ infer that it was her,

Ner her infer ’twas him!

That night the Jolly Miller, says he, “It’s Wifey dear,

That cat o’ yourn, I’d kill her!—her actions is so queer,—

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Caravaggio’s Peter

Gibson Fay-LeBlanc University of North Texas Press PDF
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Tennessee Williams

Stefanie Wortman University of Northern Texas PDF
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Girl with a Playbill

Amy M. Clark University of North Texas Press PDF
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XV. Reciprocity

Caki Wilkinson University of North Texas Press PDF
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Murder-Suicide

Richard Carr University of North Texas Press PDF

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