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WHY RELIGION, by Elaine Pagels
TWO SISTERS, by Asne Seierstad
WHAT YOU HAVE HEARD IS TRUE by Carolyn Forche
AMERICAN FICTIONARY by Dubravka Ugresic
LOST CHILDREN ARCHIVE by Valeria Luiselli
WOMEN TALKING by Miram Toews
MILKMAN by Anna Burns
THE FRIEND by Sigrid Nunez
HOW TO DO NOTHING by Jenny Odell
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kathy whilden
Monterey, California, United States
Sister,daughter, Mother, grandmother,friend, neighbor, Soto Zen teacher, (Suzuki Roshi Lineage) Creative Writing teacher
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Sunday, February 13, 2011
The sports center was just about empty but really I wanted to go home and take a nap. I did my duty and came to ride the bike.
On the TV set was pictures of the at&t golf tournament a couple of miles away. It look so beautiful, the ocean, the greens, birds and people.
Why was I pushing those pedals in that loud dark place. when my time was up I was glad to leave.
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