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Paraphernalia
by Michael Braverman
"Our mother", I said. "Its our mother who's dead. Not just your mother. Do you know what I'm talking about?" Jay rocked back on his haunches and stuck his finger in his mouth again and started to hum. "Do you remember our mother, Jay?"
Read My Mind
by Jamie Joy Gatto
The envelope grew larger, its contents bulging, papers spilling from its
guts. Apparently it had decided it would no longer talk to Walter, though
it began to laugh at him, mocking his weakness.
Marie
by Ron Porter
I chase my dreams across acres of time. I thought I saw her in Portugual. Lisboa, where I ran amuck with a band of junkies.
Cow Girl and Pig Heaven
by Jerry Erwin
She moved away from me and sat up in bed. I was about to start babbling in defense of myself, when I realized her anger was not directed at me -- thank God. She was looking across the room. I did too. Oh, shit. A pig.
On Track
by Diane Payne
"I've died before. It ain't no big thing."
We're ten years old. I've never heard anyone talk like this before.
Dancing With The Streets
by Susannah Indigo
"Yeah, forget about it, Gear," Powell pipes up. "We're going to dance! Don't you know it's impossible to be depressed while dancing with the streets?"
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