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July

by Brad Rose

Like a meal, I’m devoured by my angry house; in the kitchen. Outside, a chainsaw whirrs on and on, a merciless beating. Sometimes, I forget to remember things. Important things. Is there a specific moment when the dead realize they’re dead? Wake me up, will you, when they discover America.

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Brad Rose's latest book is I Wouldn’t Say That, Exactly.