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Dirt (A Scraping Tale)

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by Rich Young “Detectives have no idea what caused a Wichita man to murder his family. Harold McGuire fatally shot

Zachariah

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by Melchior Zimmermann Zachariah ran up the hill, his feet flying over the yellow brimstone. Here and there, billows of

Thick Air

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by Terry Alexander The thick sulfur dust hung in the air like a hot mist. The slave master moaned at

Twenty-Foot High Heels

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By Jeff Suwak The first one was spotted crossing the train tracks across from the Glass Museum–-a redheaded woman wearing

Morphic Resonance

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by Bear Jack Gebhardt “I’ll be out of the office tomorrow, Gladys, so here’s my monthly report. I’ve footnoted the

Payment

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by Gary Hewitt Two guards approached. “Why are you here?” “I have come to see if the stories are true.”

The Salt Pit

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by JD DeHart When Nephesh moved into the town, he was blown away by the vastness of the metropolis. Compared

Meant To Be

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by JD DeHart What we are is what we are meant to be, the relic always tells us. But then,

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by E.S. Wynn Transcript SM-15746: The only warning I received came in the form of the flash when [The Weapon]

An Old Homeless Monologue

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by Robert S. King If mistakes were dollars, I’d still be filthy rich, instead of just filthy. A mistake is