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“Ah, Arthur is Here” by David Linebarger

by Another Chicago Magazine
Posted on August 8, 2019March 4, 2021

Solve this problem: Your daughter’s playing with a doll, a gift she just received from a friend. The doll is white.1968: John Carlos gives the black power salute Arthur Ashe wins the first US Open. 1970: Toni Morrison The Bluest Eye the problem of “whiteness” as a standard of beauty Arthur Ashe wins the Australian Open. 1972: Bettye Saar The Liberation of Aunt Jemima 1975 the liberation continues Arthur Ashe outthinks Connors to win Wimbledon “no matter what I do, or where or when I do it, I feel the eyes of others watching me, judging me.”
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“Maximum Compound: Fight Blood Economy” by Stephanie Dickinson

by Another Chicago Magazine
Posted on August 2, 2019June 19, 2023

Krystal developed into a first-string basketball player, and in junior high she’d been scouted. The acting-out years began and Krystal was sent to Elan, a residential school for troubled teens.
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“Azar” by Ellen Gunnarsdottir

by Another Chicago Magazine
Posted on July 30, 2019March 4, 2021

When it became clear that Azar did not have the speed, synchronization or physical strength to filet an adequate number of codfish per hour, the manager moved him to the women’s line.
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“Bed” by David L. Ulin

by Another Chicago Magazine
Posted on July 17, 2019March 8, 2021

It is in this bed, after all, our bed, that I have most exposed myself, that I have been both sick and happy: secure, protected, and yet in the next moment, utterly, existentially alone. In a real dark night of the soul, Fitzgerald writes, it is always three o’clock in the morning, day after day.
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“The Home Field” by Garry Cooper

by Another Chicago Magazine
Posted on June 27, 2019March 8, 2021

It all seemed too much to successfully handle, but there was nothing else to do.
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“Spit” by Charles Green

by Another Chicago Magazine
Posted on June 20, 2019March 8, 2021

It isn’t genteel to point out, but spit can be beautiful. It’s an ordinary beauty—the parabola, the clearly practiced skill.
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“One Part of the Main” by Jenny Mueller

by danzamarelli
Posted on June 13, 2019March 8, 2021

There’s a telephone. Three syllables, telephone, so it’s the kind with the handle—you could bring it from room to room only with the help of long cords, like a medical attachment of saline. Its speaking and listening parts imitated your own. Meeting in a kind of lonely kiss: plastic, teeth, cartilage, bone.
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“All That Jazz” from Sacred Ground by Timuel D. Black Jr.

by danzamarelli
Posted on February 7, 2019March 11, 2021

What is it about jazz that grabs me, calms my spirit, focuses my mind? I enjoy jazz almost every evening. It is my tranquilizer after the cares of the day. It provokes memory and imagination and relaxation. It shows that there is no monopoly on joy.
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