Kate McCahill has travelled with her trusty red backpack through Asia, South America, and the South Pacific, and her essays and poems have been published in various journals and anthologies. She teaches English in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
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Two young girls whisper to each other and eat bananas, tossing the peels out the window so that they flap for an instant, suspended. In the space between cars, sadhus sleep.
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I’d been thinking about leaving. I’d been thinking how there’s something about out here. Before long it’s a new January and you’re hungover with a heartache for a man you won’t see for several years until he pops up on that very popular, critically-acclaimed sitcom with that actress you learned to like, then hate, then feign indifference abou
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The leak in your breathing/
tube makes a cartoon squeak./
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crazier yet,/
what’s my move?/
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