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*** as it seems that the elephant in the room really is an elephant from the planet Dystopia, a place you’d hate ..

*** Here, the land is flat. Here, the land is flat and growing flatter. Here, the land is flat and growing flatter by the mile. ..

*** In a smooth rounded vase, a half-dozen salmonesque-colored roses struggle to survive the cuts. They bloom hard, a mecha..

*** My first thought was to write about school shootings. But school shootings are so cliche. Mr. Brian, my teacher, tau..

*** Taunted by the laughter of one lousy locomotive as it goes rolling past, (yes, I know, I should have started sooner, bu..

*** For the first five thousand words I lived in Oxford, England, then I moved on to the Orient on a sailing shi..

*** Within that hardened core you carry, is there not one shred of decency? Nothing, to you, is ever enough to mollify your censoriousness, yo..

Thanks to Ken e Bujold for editing suggestions. Accepted for publication by San Antonio Review, 9-24924

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