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wet rooftops at the base of the mountain.
No splayed breasts, no glaring teeth, appear before me.
Only the ivory hands of morning touching
the real face in the real mirror on my bureau.
Peak Negativity We are about to reach 1 million U.S. Senate race ads. Few had anything nice to say.
Behind the Scenes
The Great Writing Vs. Talking Debate Is it harder to be a good writer or a good talker?
Dangerous Rhetoric Why are some Ebola patients portrayed as criminals, others as heroes?
Introducing Slate’s Marathon Time Predictor A better way to calculate how fast you’ll run.