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The Story of the Hydrant

Before there were cities, the hydrant lived beneath the ocean. That’s where she got all her water. When the fish were thirsty, they swam up to the hydrant’s nozzle and

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Shenoa

The stone cannot understand the unkindness of water never stopping, never pausing to say something as inoffensive as “hello.” The water keeps moving toward a band of rocks just below

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Exercise Yard

The Shepherd scrapes the aluminum bowl on the concrete with her nose, a toy when it becomes empty. All night I hear her toss the aluminum bowl. She gets thinner

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The Office

A consultant from Palo Alto came in to study ergonomics, marked budget constraints at the top-right corner of a graph pad. Working in this manner he drank beef bouillon from

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The Babble Comes Full Circle

It’s kinda gonna be Oakland, people walking around Lake Merritt beneath a necklace of lights people talking on cellphones in Arabic, Spanish, Cantonese, Russian, German, Hebrew, hip-hop and everything else,

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