Garments of Fleas
The Little Blog of Literature That Can By All Means
Sunday, May 17, 2009
The Jew and the African King
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by Regina Edelman “This is a cemetery of Spanish and Portuguese soldiers,” my husband told me about the ground framed below our third story ...
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Sunday, April 26, 2009
The Visitors
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by Regina Edelman Mom came home from church after ten o’clock in the morning. Spiritually comforted, she sat on the edge of wounded grandma’...
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Wednesday, April 8, 2009
The Bicycle Basket Thief
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Saturday around ten in the morning, two months after the September 11th tragedy, my husband and I stepped out onto Saint James Place to head...
Sunday, March 8, 2009
The Anonymous Driver
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by Regina Edelman Once I watched a show on National Geographic about dolphin life. The narrator dramatically explained that the ocean is a d...
Sunday, March 1, 2009
We Only Eat Life
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by Regina Edelman Many living bodies will pass through the bodies of other creatures. That is to say, uninhabited houses will pass in pieces...
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Sunday, February 22, 2009
Soul Spy
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by Regina Edelman Bad energy rebels surf in waves of time to devour young universes. We good energies found Earth full of such young univers...
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Sunday, February 15, 2009
Handsome in America
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by Regina Edelman “You don’t look fifty, Joey, such a slim body and beautiful skin,” my friend Americus said as I stepped out of my black B...
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