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Jayne Martin


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I boil in my own juices. A small metal fan whirs in a corner, succeeding only in moving the oppressive heat from one part of the room to the other.…

Zero Tolerance

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Lights blaze from above day and night, but give none of the sun’s warmth. Around me the littlest ones grab onto the metal fence, cry out “Mama,” “Papa,” and look…

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