Tag Archives: Miranda July

Praise for the Gifts of this World

Spring sent me a singing telegram This evening as I climbed from my car I heard the peepers in full chorus lifting the weariness from my spirit and smoothing the angry and unquiet wrinkles of 2 hours of taillights after … Continue reading

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We Are All Strangers, We Are All Learning to Be Human: Short Fiction by Miranda July

I just finished reading “No one belongs here more than you” by Miranda July. These stories, written in a naïve style much like Richard Brautigan but with Raymond Carver’s perceptive gaze, are about the desperation and exasperation of isolated human beings, as … Continue reading

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