Abraham Boyarsky
In the autumn of 1967, four months after the Six-Day war, I
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The Horse Buster
At five o'clock in the afternoon in a bar in downtown Cowtown,
The Alley
After the pine tree was cut and sawed up for convenient winter
The Birth of my Father
The evening Percy Douglas Stanton decided, his hand spread
The Two Sisters
The whole town sympathized with Miss Magdalene more than
What Costume Shall the New Man Wear
They speak a jargo all thier own. Because of the window beside
Noise, Madness, All Unreasonable Things
My bedroom window, in one of the apartments we briefly
Equal Opportunities
Friday night we're all up to Burpee Macpherson's to hear
A Day at the Front, a Day at the Border
It is June 1969. Ten O'clock on a saturday morning. Right away
How Delsing Met Frances and Started to Write a Novel
As you know, Delsing was a poet before death, or so he convinced himself
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