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Episodes from the Solo Career of Edward Hyde, Esq. thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Episodes from the Solo Career of Edward Hyde, Esq. - The Bookends Review

After a night of applied malevolence and malfeasance, vigorous and almost strenuous peripatetic activity, hours of hair-sprung seething and cringing over ruined and missed opportunities, Mr. Edward...

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Appointed, Anointed thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Appointed, Anointed - The Bookends Review

“You, brother, are appointed,” the figure calls. It has materialized before the homeless encampment on the youth baseball field. It raises two fingers high, then dips them toward the top of Larry’s...

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Prison Poem thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Prison Poem - The Bookends Review

I went to work at the prisonas I do every day.I aid incarcerated womenwith their education. This day, I saw smokerising across the street.Firetrucks were flashing—men were in the street and yard. I...

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Smokestacks thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Smokestacks - The Bookends Review

Love, leftover in therefrigerator night: 4 A.M —The machines still in my bones. Old dirty lace – snapped! Steel-yard rain,hot-coiled smoke, smell of septic talk, talk, talkto stay awake. My hands...

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Reaching thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Reaching - The Bookends Review

“That’s what it does,” Maddie said, as they snaked their way through the crowd of cotton candy and sawdust. “Capitalism ruins everything. Who says the circus needed audience participation? They’ve...

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The Weight of Sweet Things thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

The Weight of Sweet Things - The Bookends Review

Eto stirs his coffee slowly and with his left hand. Eto is what he goes by now—the remnant of a grander name that has been whittled down against the contours of many grating decades. Like sawdust,...

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Winter thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Winter - The Bookends Review

Is gone. She was probably on her way out, even, the many times you chose to ignore the raging fire behind her thinly-veiled mist. Who could’ve thought? Who could’ve thought that of what you thought...

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The Death of the Department Store thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

The Death of the Department Store - The Bookends Review

Slowly like a disease it happened. The escalator went first, out of service the sign read. Everything you need Bedding, floor two. Cosmetics, ground floor. Appliances, third floor.   Sanitary white...

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It Was All We Could Do thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

It Was All We Could Do - The Bookends Review

It was all we could do to keep the ice cream from melting down the sides of the cones, sticking to our fingers and clothes. It was all we could do to hang on. To anything. Resembling real life. It...

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Voting Day thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Voting Day - The Bookends Review

Isa stares at the cracked, concrete border wall separating District 87 from District 92. She hides from the drones overhead under pine trees that stand thirty feet away from the dividing line. The...

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24 Karat Fantasia thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

24 Karat Fantasia - The Bookends Review

Let’s all live in Bruno’s worldthe Land of Marswhere uniformed bullies don’t terrorize immigrantson behalf of cowardly charlatansand yogic concentration on silk clothing and gold jewelrymakes all the...

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The Unburning thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

The Unburning - The Bookends Review

Last-Night sits alone in her carved-from-the-earth bedroom deep within a hidden valley, reciting her book: Last Night at the Telegraph Club, whispering something about palms being damp and glancing...

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Welcome to Bert’s Diner thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Welcome to Bert's Diner - The Bookends Review

While still fairly new to the job, Ally had been there long enough to determine that there was no “Bert.” The place was called “Bert’s Diner” because the original owner thought it clever to name the...

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The Sacred and the Profane thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

The Sacred and the Profane - The Bookends Review

Along the moonlit river tameA silent vessel glidesWhere maiden voices grace the nightIn silvered choral tides. All robed in white, with flowered crowns,They lift a vesper song.The water listens,...

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The path is always the same thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

The path is always the same - The Bookends Review

The path is always the sameThe sequence is always the same: The door of the school The sidewalkThe sloping walkway down the hill The concrete bridge over Ann’s Run The crossing guard on Main Street...

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Old Ken is Crying thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Old Ken is Crying - The Bookends Review

Old Ken is crying. The tears roll down his wrinkled cheeks into his grey stubble. His misty green eyes are reproachful. His head sinks into a mountain of pillows. This isn’t the Ken I used to know –...

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Marcelino thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Marcelino - The Bookends Review

“An able-bodied man must put in his forty hours a week minimum. It’s called working, also known as making a living. Doesn’t matter what your chosen profession is, every day you go out there and...

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Wet Spot thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Wet Spot - The Bookends Review

Those lovers’ stainswill soon coalesceon the burgundy flannelsheet like old Polaroids.But they needn’t breathe on it,timing the minutes. Their fixativemight just be the moonlight goingdown across the...

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If You Would Shutup About the Moon thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

If You Would Shutup About the Moon - The Bookends Review

     First: she sat on the floor of the shower thinking about soft flesh, all the places she could grab and bite.     Then: he sat in the passenger seat of her car wondering if she’d ever gotten in...

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Morning Run thebookendsreview.com/2026/1…

Morning Run - The Bookends Review

I stood in the middle of a footbridge facing the Las Vegas strip and lazily watched the shift change. My heavy head drifted backwards until I was looking up at an amber tide that slowly started to...

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