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Mildred K. Barya
Other children do not call Nyana by name. They know her as the lone one, like the single mushroom growing behind an amputated tree. Women are afraid to use the mushroom for soup because mushrooms are supposed to grow in clusters.
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Richard Burgin
The healthy body is the great diverter from thinking about the world. The invalid, however, has little to do beside think, often about finding ways to move around his home, which has now become a kind of obstacle course.
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Joel Fishbane
Iris Callaghan stands before her wardrobe, selecting an outfit with eyes firmly shut. She runs her hands across the clothes, discarding anything that’s flimsy, rough or otherwise unpleasant.
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Mitch Gillette
Our Buffon and His Dog in search of His missing Wife, come upon another crossroads.
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Mitch Gillette
Our Buffoon and His Dog brave a hurricane.
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Josepha Gutelius
She is very chatty as people are when they harbor big, ugly secrets.
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Joe Kapitan
A Catholic priest, a Protestant minister and a Jewish rabbi are sitting at a bar, waiting for whatever comes next.
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Todd McKie
The piney air was thick and hot. Moonlight seeped through the windshield, glazing his big ears and wide forehead, his pursed lips.
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Ed Meek
Nick thought he’d finally found a space for his Audi. He had to be careful where he parked. It was less than a year old and was already scarred with nicks and scratches (welcome to Boston).
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