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I loved hopping freight trains. It was cheap, dirty, and dangerous.

I rented a house in the woods of East Hampton as a form of therapy.

At the moment we were having that conversation, she already knew.

Sonja slapped her sister. How could she shed tears for the past?

Narrative Prize and Pushcart winner Anthony Marra reads “Chechnya.”

Sonja slapped her sister. How could she shed tears for the past?

Hearing them coughing in the hall, you rose from your desk.

The place your truest self inhabited was the place you could not bear.

In the street waiting for a cab, Ann’s boyfriend entrusted me with the story.

I stood there, wishing the ground would open up and swallow me.

We are teachers so maybe we can help something change, tap into something.

An in-depth audio interview with Ann Beattie on her writing.

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Audio clips of Pultizer Prize winner Jennifer Egan on her work.

I put out my lips, and we kissed through the newly painted fence.