Abstract
In contemplating the abstract paintings of John Donne Highwater, Jeremy Bobthwait, graduate student studying late contemporary American art at Bathsheba University in the lovely Catskill Mountains,...
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It was the height of the Victorian Age, a bleak time for scintillation but, rather because of this state, an era of amaranthine titillation. There was so very much that was banned and forbidden,...
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The sonata no. 5, the Baldacci Suite, is a careworn standard for the aspiring cellist. It begins light, as a butterfly sunning its wings on a ripened shoot of grass, and bends, as the grass bends. Its...
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His accent was a muddle of working class neighborhoods. From whence such workers sprung was an indefinite geography, and no telling last name nor ethnic features spoiled that mystery, and no question...
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Red Marcy was a playful young woman who lived in the flat above the Rue St. Petit whom Professor Rimbaud called his mistress but was really a prostitute. He was unashamed to call her his mistress and I...
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The lovebug, plecia nearctica, honeymoon fly, endemic to the American South, is fabled to have been created as part of an experiment in the hedonistic halls of the University of Florida. It was no...
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The dean glared at Elijah T. Baccin over his miniature bifocals. He had been told that he looked like a young Benjamin Franklin in the right light, and he had every intention of keeping his desk in the...
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When he injected the dead octopus with the charge, its skin was shattered into a pinwheel of coalescent color. The chromatophores beneath the rubbery tentacles birthed miniature fireworks. And its...
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When the monkey was let out of its cage, it didn’t escape into the forest. Pine trees surrounded Miskatonic University, and gave it its signature aroma, wet needles, the perfect camouflage for the sour...
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The sun shined in the viewscreen, bright and pale gold in complexion. The only problem was, it was sitting in a little room under the Franco-Swiss border, and not hanging in the sky. Dolan DuWayne,...
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Doyle and his crew gave up sweating and swearing and fell back, jackhammers fallen from their hands, drills dropped, helmets tossed to the ground and the mine echoing with their grunts and breathless...
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“Have you been feeding this book?” Charlie Ben Studdard bit down on his unlit pipe and pulled his hat off his head. He fanned himself and decided what the professor needed was a nice, mild smile. His...
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String theory is not an intuitive notion by any means, save for those men and women whose brains are already tied in knots. With the right professor however there are ways to make this concept clear,...
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