The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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... stopped looking towards her , upon her . Julia's hair was stringy in her hands . She knew it must be plastered horribly against her neck . The curls were probably grotesque in their limpidity . But he was not looking at that . He did ...
... stopped looking towards her , upon her . Julia's hair was stringy in her hands . She knew it must be plastered horribly against her neck . The curls were probably grotesque in their limpidity . But he was not looking at that . He did ...
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... stopped singing . When we arrived home , I went straight to bed , wishing that I had never returned . My mother never said anything more to me about Claire's death and I didn't ask . Mark , though , who was my father's junior partner ...
... stopped singing . When we arrived home , I went straight to bed , wishing that I had never returned . My mother never said anything more to me about Claire's death and I didn't ask . Mark , though , who was my father's junior partner ...
Side 38
... accelerating spirit , Speaks : simply of sickness and burning . Juan's Long throat twists ; he sings a song to clear it . ( THURSDAY ) Ivan has stopped working and lies against 38 THREE SURRENDERED REBELS / Jack Collom.
... accelerating spirit , Speaks : simply of sickness and burning . Juan's Long throat twists ; he sings a song to clear it . ( THURSDAY ) Ivan has stopped working and lies against 38 THREE SURRENDERED REBELS / Jack Collom.
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