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Page 20 from Issue 118

Winter 2004
Page 20 from Issue 118 There is a brief spell of hard rain that we wait out on the porch of ... wonder if, somewhere in the woods, Jamie is holding the umbrella over the head of the girl he keeps tied ... the store to buy some candy for the girl he keeps tied up, or to buy her a magazine he can hold up and ...
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Page 206 from Issue 82

anymore. He dropped to the floor, hugged his legs. which were suddenly stiff and aching. When anyone looked ... have guessed. He could imagine her not answering out of spite, counting the rings under her breath. ... waiting for him to get anxious enough to beg. He tried her again a while later. and then again. Standing ...
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Page 146 from Issue 80

Page 146 from Issue 80 fore, that Astrov does not object to any and all destruction of trees. ... "Now I could accept the cutting of wood out of need, but why devastate the forests?" (p. 183). ... place of these devastated forests there were highways, railroads, if there were factories, mills, ...
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Inheritance

Olivia Fantini
watching the gray sky. I wonder how long you are supposed to wait before you give up. We never went on ... for the day I was born, a dove mounted in flight for the end of the Vietnam War, a brightly feathered ... either testament. I knew The Ladies were valuable antiques, but to him they seemed to hold some worth ...
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Page 14 from Issue 34

Page 14 from Issue 34 The creek was tangled with dead vines in the forest, slow going. Besides, ... a laser beam, at all entrances to the Popular Forest; his lips are human and in his clawless, ... white-gloved, three-fingered hands he holds a sign, mulled with buckshot. BE CONSIDERATE BE CAREFUL Moulton was ...
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Page 215 from Issue 97

David and steered her to a more crowded part of the floor. As the lights came on again he said, ... classroom." "We did," crowed Elsie, "right in the middle of calculus." ... "And he never had a clue," added David. "We had a bet," Elsie continued. ...
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Page 61 from Issue 82

never helped me any. Even Yarlett's hair color rhymed; she dyed it so red it turned almost ... liqueur and some Occupied Japan egg cups we'd picked up at a flea market. When she got tipsy, she ... liked to wisecrack, and would refer to those egg cups as the first purchase for her trousseau. She had ...
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Page 184 from Issue 10

start to fall on the floor, small, like cut fingernails as I carve at first, but larger soon as I get ... rough as the real little bird's feathers were. But I am going to make him smooth like a grown ... bird, only the size of a little baby, make him like he could tuck and fold all his feathers down smooth ...
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We Will Have Some

Marisa Crane
We Will Have Some The first try I don’t inject the sperm. I hold your white-knuckled hand while ... we cannot control. I hold your hand until the procedure is done and the doctor wishes us good luck on ... insemination—IUI—almost never works on the first try. All the articles say so. Our friends, too. Plus, you’re thirty-six, ...
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Page 80 from Issue 92

Winter 1994/95
Page 80 from Issue 92 TRIQUARTERLY because of the way you dressed, came over to your table ... & left his business card, all because of a leopard-skin skirt & makeup. How pink the breath ... required of those woods when the hunters (or at least their ghosts) wait hidden in camouflage shirts ...

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