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LIGHTS UP. A young woman wrapped loosely in a coarse stained blanket, bare-legged, wearing only bloodstained pink wool socks on her feet, speaks.

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In those years she believed in God without wanting to examine the belief. She carried the idea of God inside her the way many people carry inside them the thought of their own eventual extinction–it was logical, perhaps even consoling, but it could not be confronted head-on.

This story is not currently avaible online The Changeling Joyce Carol Oates When father was finally released from the hospital at Vanderpoel he was much changed in his heart, and…    read more

This story is not currently available online. There was a young woman in the department, Eve, whom no one knew well.  She was slightly older than the other students —…    read more

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