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Michigan & Chicago
Spencer sat with his knees together, his briefcase across his lap. He checked his phone: the bus was now seven minutes late, but he was too embarrassed to ask the woman on the opposite side of the backless bench if this…
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Figment
I step into my newest patient’s dream on a Friday night and despite the recent Somnology ban. Rent and groceries don’t pay themselves, and I’m still looking for him. The dream manifests as a cinema, the credits rolling…
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Good To The Last Drop
From his underground bunker, Dr. Kelly watched the global destruction on twelve monitors. He looked at his invention, The Unifier, a tear running down his cheek. This wasn’t supposed to happen. The Unifier should have…
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My Bubble
I am ILII―infinitely large, infinitely intelligent. I suffer from ITD―inability to die. One night I was trying to kill myself out of boredom for the 1,256,257th time, when I found a bottle full of bubble solution. I…
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Primed by Prime Time
The perma-tanned TV chat show host grins having introduced a line-up of guests who need no introduction. He says they'd also hoped to talk to Simone Hernandez from Duluth, inventor of the first working time-travel…
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The Chase
The designer hat—gray, soft like a cloud and pricier than his last few checks, with a logo that often drew wows from others—was the gift he bought for himself the day he was finally promoted to supervisor in his old…
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Care Package
Billy hadn't done this before, and Uncle Graham had left no instructions - but the place seemed nice. He napped until footsteps woke him, then he roared. "Who's that trip-trapping over my bridge?" The…
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One Way
Tomorrow’s the last day of our summer in Switzerland, after weeks in the Alps, the Rhine, and of enough chocolates to last lifetimes. Tonight, though, was my last chance to make her reconsider.I stuttered and stammered…
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The Warlock's Tome
The ancient book fluffed its pages, waiting. Over centuries, its contents had possessed monarchs, warriors, clergy. Together they'd wrought delicious destruction. But its paper was crumbling, its lifespan imperiled.…
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Scent
I picked up a pleasant smell, today – one of the nostalgic kinds, which brings back recollections of memories unspecified. Most people complain of never being able to place the origin of such nostalgia, when they catch…
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Circling the Drain
Finally, I find my fiancé at a roulette table in a shabby off-strip Vegas casino. I push myself between him and the skinny brunette who’d been patting his butt. We watch the ball circle the wheel. It drops into red 27.…
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Strong Foundations
"You must build your houses in brick. Strong foundations!" she said. "Every friend you make is a brick in your house.Choose wisely."I'd only ever lived in clapboard houses. Easy enough to fix a…
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Rehabilitation
A single green sprout rose from a sea of dark potting soil surrounded by chipped grey concrete. Belinda dug her dark hands into the loam around the sprout, making sure that the space was clear of weeds and dead plant…
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Resolution
The creature slithered from the coal seam at dusk. A sinewy specter of leathered wings and spiraling horns, squatting in the square.Panic throttled the town, cresting alongside the moon. By dinnertime, police assembled…
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Face to Face
My scars tell a horror story. Children screamed when they saw my face. Mine would have too if they’d survived the war. I lost my daughters, my husband, everyone. Kind people in a foreign land raised money so surgeons…
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What Happens in the Library
The door-latch clicks. Into the dimness comes the faintest of whispers, a scratching like someone writing words with iron gall ink, a goosefeathered quill. Her round-toed walking shoes come to a halt, and she leans…
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The Inter-Planetary All-Night Gas Station and Antiquarian Bookshop
The three of them crowded round the nosecone. "Nasty. Those heat shields won't hold." "Gus'll sell you filler paste..." "I've got to get to L17-Terraform..." "Might not…
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Little Red Church
After six surgeries, I stumble over the church’s threshold for the first time in years. How to explain this reborn need? I have wandered cathedrals, their great reaching arches only stones; through the reliquary glass I…