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Sleep
Fiction
Losing A Preposition
In April, Boyd’s sister phoned from Los Angeles, where several years ago she had landed a leading part in a movie that flopped, was resurrected for a brief life on cable, and then disappeared. She kept auditioning for more movie parts but never got one.
May 1993
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories
Secret Power
A generation of men, wrote Homer, is like a generation of leaves.
August 1991
Fiction
The Nosebleed
When the children were small and woke with fear in the night, they came into our room and stood breathing quietly by the side of the bed, waiting. They never waited on Dan’s side, but always on mine.
August 1991
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