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Page 99 from Issue 113

Summer 2002
though only one was born... who's quite a successful architect. If you ever asked him I think ... Page 99 from Issue 113 than I really am. Anyway, what I mean is women get more aggressive sexually ... and bungling-a wife, a divorce, some girlfriends, some one night stands and whatever you ...
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Page 63 from Issue 76

guarded, polite things: "How are you doing!" and trying not to let their eyes drift down ... don't think you'll have any trouble getting your scholarship back, do you!" He keeps ... sips coffee. We blink at one another in the sharp fluorescent light. Even now, after all that has ...
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Apocalypso

Molly Reid
sip. I am paying attention. She glows. A discernible light pulses from within, her eyes clear and ... I am a little tired of this game. I try to lift her fingers from my eyes, but she presses them tighter. ... “Sonia. Enough now.” “Are you ready?” She lifts her fingers, and the world blinks into existence again: ...
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Page 216 from Issue 88

bleed away like a ole pig." He drained his tea in one loud gulp and eyed her bluntly. ... not in her mind but on her flesh, around her neck, fear rising, prickling up her like a case of ... plainly not." She pulled her pack on. "I'd better go." Banks was ...
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Page 213 from Issue 81

Spring/Summer 1991
hesitation, without blinking her one gray eye or removing me from its glare, fifty-nine, so that to her left ... Page 213 from Issue 81 in the same oblique passing of an eye, her tie, her sailor's cap ... and jacket, her green front teeth. And then it began, first calmly, quietly, when I called the number ...
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Page 105 from Issue 80

not my own and no one's flow in. My sensors detune, the stars dim, and before the new ... Page 105 from Issue 80 ice. And without ice, it tells me, my life will be an endless fall through ... tried. I do not know why. Only that the way the sunlight breaks upon the ice-the brilliance of it ...
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Page 80 from Issue 79

I am not the Wife in. Oh-one more thing, to prepare you for the story. Long ago, when we were in ... now? I think we were supposed to be becoming them, until he wrote the story. Ah, the story. The one ... headstones of fine New England granite that came from the quarry on the other side of town. One day I was ...
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Page 80 from Issue 99

Scruple. You think you had a dream last night? Well, maybe so and maybe not. Have you matched it against ... Page 80 from Issue 99 TRIQUARTERLY The Dream In a desolate spot on the road that leads from the ... out of my head, I went crazy with remorse and loneliness. 80 Issue 99 page ...
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Page 196 from Issue 133

moment-I'll call you first." She blinked and shook her head. "No. Just go. It's ... heard the hard edge and felt his stomach clench. "I'm not leaving you," he ... hug him around the waist, raising up to whisper into his ear, her grip tight, "You have to ...
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September News from Susanna's Farm

Bonnie Jo Campbell
months of drought, and when you hefted one of those big fruits by the stem, you found it nearly as light ... heat, but Susanna was not home tending her garden, and so she missed the crash. She was across town, ... didn't pick pawpaws, the musician had told her, you picked them up when they dropped, though you were al­ ...

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