Indianapolis
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The Game, Part 1
"I'm game," I said,"I just don't knowwhat gamewe're playing." "That's just it–we're recruited for the gamebut never given the rules." "But I…" The whistle blew:game on. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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The Convention
Twenty-seven floors above Indianapolis:I stand at my hotel windowand soar, like a bird, over the river, across which grinds a long train of empty coal cars,over a vacant, blue-seated baseball stadium,over anonymous autos crawling the Interstate,past other tall hotels where, possibly,… Continue reading