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Miss Aline is going to die, but it will not be today. It won’t be this week, or next. Beyond that, not even I could say for sure.
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When anyone asked Stephen what he wanted to be when he grew up, Stephen always answered, “Astronaut.”
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“Trace” by Ryan Werner
My grandmother spent her last several thousand mornings highlighting the obituaries.
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Albert Givens was a man who enjoyed counting. He worked for a bookkeeping firm, charged with the responsibility for seeing that columns of numbers matched to the penny. He lived in the same little house, on the same dead-end street, in the same Ballard neighborhood for the past 20 years.
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Our Pushcart Prize Nominations…
10,000 Tons of Black Ink Pushcart Prize Nominations: “The Dead Do Not Come Back At Night” by Hannah Lackoff (February, 2012) “A Hunk of Meat” by Max Detrano (February, 2012) “Seven Miles Deep” by Tom Graham (October, 2012) “Jasper Rincon’s Loft” by Max Detrano (December, 2012) Congratulations to our nominees! Wishing you all our very […]
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“The Car” by Wendy Fox
When Brian’s wife Jenny was first pregnant they went house hunting, leaving their efficiency condo in the city and venturing into the spiderweb of suburban living, looking for space and yards and wide, gleaming appliances.
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Kate and I had always attempted to keep away from our parents, and this was normally quite easy, as Mum and Dad attempted to keep away from us.
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“Seven Miles Deep” by Tom Graham
On March 26, 2012, Canadian film director James Cameron made the first solo dive into Challenger Deep, the deepest point of the ocean. Even as the rescue operation was underway, William was thinking of the event as a screenplay in the vein of Apollo 13 (1995), documenting both the drama of the disaster and the […]
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Max scrabbled to get behind the sofa but Anton was ruthless. He had to be, he told himself, as he tugged on Max’s collar.
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It was Mickey the Cat’s going away party and we were all huddled around the cheap casket like tramps around a campfire, sucking the last bit of heat from his freezing corpse.
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