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“Crying with the Chimney Swifts” Papery brown blades are folding under the running shoes of a boy. He misses the pigskin football, raised Braille clanging on the iron, ivied lamppost. The tired, nothing sky of winter holds out, and would mean snow if it were not for the long-leafed yella pines and magnolias framing it. […]

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OK, so our first creative assignment is not due for another week, and–until this moment–“Intertextuality” was dedicated solely to Brit Lit to 1800, and hence, Beowulf…BUT, I needed to give this a shot. Kinzie is motivating and enlightening and inspiring to say the least. And this stuff is difficult. (I defy you to figure out […]

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