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  • The Quiet Boy Noé Who Waited to Speak

     

    He listened, very well.

    He could not help himself.

     

    Every sound he heard he remembered,

    Making a great library of music inside himself. . . .

  • My Father, the Atomic Bomb

    I would not be who I am today were it not for the Bomb. 

    Had there not been a bomb, my biological father—a Manhattan Project physicist—would not have died in 1951 from radiation-induced cancer a month before my fourth birthday, . . .

  • The Name Means Thunder

    I am no longer blind, but there was a time many years ago when I lost my vision. Next week I’ll see the eye doctor for my cataracts, and he’ll ask if my eyes were ever damaged. . . .

  • Callie Barr’s Black Bottom

     

    In memory of Callie Barr, known in historical record 

    as caretaker of William Faulkner’s family

      . . .

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