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Dabney Stuart

Winter 1996

Bright Wings

By Dabney Stuart

What mattered was where she put her foot. She knew that. She knew that one foot and then another planted on the ground made up her going, amounted to the […]

Winter 1969

Spring Song

By Dabney Stuart

This month swelitoads begin to run, Not as shad run, bearing their spawn Lightly, smoothly, nor as the bluefish slides Dreamlike through his own Dream, but as a stone in […]