The Distant Summer

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I dreamt of the river again, that sluggish, muddy artery of the Ohio that had carved its path through the limestone bluffs before the men with the steam shovels came to fill it in for the new highway, and in the dream the water was not water but a thick, viscous sludge of coal dust and rusted iron filings that coated my tongue with a metallic taste, tasting of the blood I had never shed but had...

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