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Fred Chappell, My Noble Friend
Fred has been one of the warmest and most constant literary friends and mentors of my life.
The Robert Watson Literary Prize Story MANTIS
Shaken as an infant, abandoned by my father, and squeezed through time and circumstance, I find myself some thirty-odd years later, here, retching onto a frosty hedgerow outside the town house I rent with my mother. I pull myself into focus, and my stomach feels stretched and snapped like a surgeon’s glove. This is coastal Florida. Our row of homes sits along the Gulf shore, but it’s freezing, so I pretend there’s snow and tilt my head to catch an imaginary flake on the tongue…
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