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May 1, 2009 | Fiction

How I Run

Sean Lovelace

I don't dream at all unless napping. I've probably had three naps in my lifetime. When I sit at my desk my legs snap in the breeze. They tingle and flicker. They want to do something. A metabolism

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May 1, 2009 | Fiction

The Quality Controller

T. M. De Vos

He was temping at a website, one of those online radio stations that you could customize based on music you already liked. It was backed up by evidence, a tab you could click to find out which of

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May 1, 2009 | Fiction

Discontent

Stephanie Johnson

When the weatherman warns the roads will become impassable, your mother sends your father out for supplies. Your mother tucks the money in your mitten. She sends you along to keep him

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April 1, 2009 | Fiction

Heart of the Hide

Paul Silverman

Frank wanted a "heart of the hide" glove ever since he was in the PeeWees, but the dad of all knowledge said nothing doing, a glove like that had to be earned, game by game, and by earned he didn't