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We are all in big trouble. Here's some fiction to let your soul experience the beast.
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This writers' conference (sponsored by VQR, which had run its banner ad atop the Fictionaut home page in the summer of 2014, which begins to explain both my attendance and this essay) revealed itself as an apt subject . . .
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As the four flew beside each other, they shared their stories and got to know one another. Soon they learned from the voice what was happening.
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She said, “I think I’m pregnant,” but I thought that the sidewalk looked cleaner than usual,
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She dips a toothpick in ink, running prick over paper, simply to prove herself wrong.
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It's good enough. Spacious. Then the cards but I am not for cards. Sasha directs the people, helping them, at ease and happy even. Strangers that have found a common denominator in games. A brotherhood and sisterhood I can't understand. I watch. I see green…
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COLLEAGUES, ACQUAINTANCES SUSPECT MARK ZUCKERBERG IS A MASKED VIGILANTE
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But I don't see the cabinets, or know how to put the 4 chapters he's talking about today into the drawers that are invisible, floating, above his bed he's been in for a year, me sitting next to him, becoming a spinster.
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I It's been there all week, Nose tucked into tail Comfort found between impact and asphalt II I'm still here logged out, still here Had it with the billboards the check engine light milemarkers... Just…
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The note was a lie, multiplied through each member of its potential audience....
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It was only a dream. No one died, nor were they even harmed. So horrifying!
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I fully intend to show Hamilton the delights of soft Oriental carpeting and a delicious new position I learned not long ago. It involves a silk scarf, a leather strap and some aromatic herbs.
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—It’s difficult to say, he said. I have mood swings. Women don’t like that. They become upset.
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the wind mistook your arms for wings
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Zorro lived in his mother’s basement until he could get back on his feet.
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Eight days before her 50th birthday they were married in their soft new pajamas, holding hands on his bed in the hospital. The pastor and witnesses wore protective hospital gowns and gloves; the patient was in isolation once again. A special dispensation from the head…
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—Frank, how is your sex life?
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Say the world is a smudged charcoal drawing. Slit from its frame, smuggled out of the Vatican. Don't say it couldn't happen. Who would know.
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The print is not ideal, it's true.
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beat them with fists and purses.
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my mouth is open, ready to bite your tiny toes
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someone left graffiti on the billboard
over: "God's a hard
act to follow"; the one that made the news
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With a roar and short burst of flame, the dragon awoke, startled.
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The Judge waited for the perfect wave.
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I realize the kid is still smoking. Shocked, I tear the cigarette from his mouth, throw it to the earth, and grind it to death with the heel of my boot.
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The best thing about being a cowboy is the cows.
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I was hope, and
you were what I can only call
consolation, as day after day you
remained a grief in my throat.
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I sat at the kitchen counter, aware of a heaviness, a numbness, in my flesh, my bones, my mind. My dancer's body -- short, trim and 108 pounds -- felt as huge and unmoving as the…
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