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November 1, 2009 | Fiction

House Calls

Chad Simpson

The sun wasn't even fully up yet and there I was, on some stranger's roof, about to begin work for the day, when this girl, maybe four or five years old, tottered down the front steps of the house

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November 1, 2009 | Fiction

The Secret of Healers and Monsters

Justin Hamm

All his life the boy threw knives. In his youth he threw knives only in his mind, pretended himself the central attraction of a small but famous circus troupe that traveled the dusty southwest in

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November 1, 2009 | Fiction

Capture This Thing

Brian Mihok

Take it from inside you and draw it out. Do it before it decides you are not what you seem to be and, as a result, holds you up by the thumbs. You are picking up that teacup, I see you. You are

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November 1, 2009 | Fiction

Fathers, Sons, Acorns, Oak Trees

Roxane Gay

In high school, dating Randall "Big Randy" Barton was a rite of passage for the small population of black girls at our exclusive boarding school in rural New Hampshire. His father was a prominent