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Anthony Horowitz’s Magpie Murders

Pg. 36: “He sucked in smoke, holding the cigarette cupped in his hand, like a soldier in an old film.” Pg. 38: “There was a shelf of reference books: the Shorter Oxford English Dictionary (two volumes), Roget’s Thesaurus, the Oxford … Continue reading

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The Human Line by Ellen Bass

The Human Line After I had carried her those nine months,those two hundred and eighty-four day, eachwith its sheaf of hours, each hour fanned outinto minutes, into seconds, as though time had beensliced thin as onionskin After I’d hauled this … Continue reading

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Welcome Morning by Anne Sexton

Welcome Morning There is joy in all: in the hair I brush each morning, in the Cannon towel, newly washed, that I rub my body with each morning, in the chapel of eggs I cook each morning, in the outcry … Continue reading

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The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry

The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down … Continue reading

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Frances Brody’s Death of An Avid Reader

ISBN: 9781250067500 pg 31: “… a waitress whose apron was so well starched it could have walked out of the building and lived a long life on its own terms.”

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