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Onions by William Matthews

How easily happiness begins by dicing onions. A lump of sweet butter slithers and swirls across the floor of the sauté pan, especially if its errant path crosses a tiny slick of olive oil. Then a tumble of onions. xxx … Continue reading

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Oxymorons by William Matthews

Summer school, and jumbo shrimp, of course. Friendly fire, famous poet, common sense, and, until very recently, safe sex: Blind date, sure thing, amicable divorce. Also there’s loyal opposition, social security, deliberate speed. How about dysfunctional family? Eyes blackened, hearts … Continue reading

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