Author Archives: Jarrett Haley

BULL On Tap: Natural Light

BULL On Tap: Natural Light

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Natural—“Natty”—even “Nasty” Light, as some call it…more

In the Season of Blood and Gold

In the Season of Blood and Gold

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They rode horses of all colors, all bloods. Strays, they called them, tongues in cheek. Horses that offered themselves for the good of the country, under no lock and keymore

Rob Lowe in Flight

Rob Lowe in Flight

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“There he goes, Rob Lowe, leaping from my rooftop, nothing below him but the neighbor’s flat, gray, concrete side-yard three stories downmore

Domino Teeth

Domino Teeth

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“You pick a dime out of the slip of rock between the mud and pavement. Old money. There’s a profile of what looks like the Hitler-punching variation of Captain America etched onto its obverse sidemore

Dear Doctor Arthur Conan Doyle

Dear Doctor Arthur Conan Doyle

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Regrettably, I see no future for Shlock. Wait, what’s his name? See what I mean? I’ve already forgotten.more

Killer

Killer

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We hated each other intensely, and were connected by that hatred. We both desired nothing more than to extinguish the other. more

I Was a Stranger

I Was a Stranger

Salad Days Revisited by

“I am almost twenty years out from that night when someone told me, in progressively hushed whispers, that he was watching me, and I wonder if I should have given myself so much distance before trying to chronicle those eventsmore

Cedar

Cedar

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“Takashi stood and walked to the full-length mirror and tried to narrow his eyes, to blur his vision and imagine if the pinkie could, in any way, be considered a natural extension of his bodymore

On Subtraction and Rereading

On Subtraction and Rereading

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“I was being trained like the masters of old. They did not generally have large libraries. They often had only six or seven books and from these books they learned their craftmore

Stewarding

Stewarding

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“They’re both wearing flannel shirts, unbuttoned. He appears to be removing her bra when I walk up with my bag and say, ‘Trash?’more