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Philip Booth

Winter 1963

Fairy Tale

By Philip Booth

Half awake, the boy in the big bed haunted by guns sits up to fire his blank tears. The world he dreamed was a palace, painted blue to match the […]

Spring 1961

Sable Island

By Philip Booth

60° W—43° 56′ N You wouldn’t want to go there. Sand is all there is: a graveyard strip of ships’ bones in the North Atlantic; backbones, deadeyes, ribs, cast up […]