Tag: CNF
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THE DOLLHOUSE CLOSES by Leah Kindler
I first saw the beautiful houses from the window of my English classroom. The baseball and football fields rolled out below and just past the scoreboard there stood a row of four or five Victorians in a spread of pastel colors. They were unlike the pastels I’d seen in the Florida Keys or the Jersey…
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DIMINUTIVES by Gabriela Valencia
Like most divine relics I own, I have no memory of where my keychain came from. Was it college, high school, earlier than that? Joined in a loop to my home, my shed, my office, is a tarnished pewter scroll with a miniature relief of the Antigua Basilica de Guadalupe, windows tiny dashes below its…
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FIGHTING THE LION by Lydia Cyrus
My great-grandfather was named Martin and when he got to a certain age—somewhere after sixty but no one can say for sure now—he had to be locked up in the back bedroom of the house. He was mean and he would yell and beat on people. Martin died long before I was born. I’ve heard…