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These mothers pretend not to hear the running faucet and loud music in the bathroom after their daughters leave the dinner table.
SAINT CLARE BY AUDREY J GORDEN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38
She’d been wishing that she’d never arrive.
CANDOR, EVEN WITH ONESELF BY ROBERT EARLE 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38
Brando’s name was shorthand for great acting. Nobody was better. Until, suddenly, a whole bunch of actors were.
MISTER ACT BY GRAHAM DASELER 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38
Am I being like too real for you? Mr Nowhere Man? I’m just saying, some people never get over high school. It kills them. Okay.
SELF PORTRAIT (THE STRANGE STORY OF TEACHING) BY JAMES A BIRD 34TH PARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38

Listen. Fuck high school. Can I say that? It’s like a disease, a terminal disease, all right? Am I being like too real for you? Mr Nowhere Man? I’m just saying, some people never get over high school. It kills them. Okay.

Think of it like The Wizard of Oz. I know. I was in The Wizard of Oz as a freshman. Munchkin Number Four. Ask anyone who saw it. They remember one thing. The munchkin who slapped Dorothy on the ass as she headed off on The Yellow Brick Road. Munchkin Number Four. Squeaky little voice. “Good Luck, Honey!” Now if you want to know about high school, you think about Dorothy on that Yellow Brick Road. That’s high school. Only think of The Yellow Brick Road as Cancer. “Dorothy,” Glinda says to her, “the tests came back positive. You’ve got Yellow Brick Road.” And she never gets over it. She’s clutching all her friends and trying to get home again, and she’s like all us desperate high school kids clutching all our strange friends. And they are strange friends, right? Some have no brains, some have no heart, no courage. Right?...

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34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38 CANDOR, EVEN WITH ONESELF ROBERT EARLE SAINT CLARE AUDREY J GORDEN MISTER ACT GRAHAM DASELER HOW I WAS BLOCKED ON TWITTER DAMILARE WILLIAMS-SHIRES RED PARROT FISH REBECCA DIMYAN SELF PORTRAIT 
(THE STRANGE STORY OF TEACHING) JAMES A BIRD
How did I get here, to this bar, laughing with a man whose conversation is burnt toast sticking to the roof of my mouth.
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