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 “The checkpoint at the outer gate of the compound looked like a phone booth. A drone hovered near it and as I approached, it swooped down behind me and herded me inside.”  — “The Orphaning Light,”  Van Denburgh

“The checkpoint at the outer gate of the compound looked like a phone booth. A drone hovered near it and as I approached, it swooped down behind me and herded me inside.”

— “The Orphaning Light,” Van Denburgh


 "Caleb and I, at the bottom of the sky, beside Long Draw Reservoir, had felt the tallness entering us. The stranger-ness, at the edges of our range of who we believe ourselves to be."  — "Sleeping Elephant Mountain,"  Lardner

"Caleb and I, at the bottom of the sky, beside Long Draw Reservoir, had felt the tallness entering us. The stranger-ness, at the edges of our range of who we believe ourselves to be."

— "Sleeping Elephant Mountain," Lardner


 "A conversation. Slight laughter even. He took off in the direction of the noise. Twenty feet into the woods, a flash at the corner of his eye. Movement. He turned quickly but they were gone."  — "Winter Children,"  Harper

"A conversation. Slight laughter even. He took off in the direction of the noise. Twenty feet into the woods, a flash at the corner of his eye. Movement. He turned quickly but they were gone."

— "Winter Children," Harper


 "We sat in silence a long time. Finally, I asked Joe something that had curiously never crossed either of our minds to that point. 'Did you ever wonder why no one has done this alone?'"  — "Unfinished,"  Kunzinger

"We sat in silence a long time. Finally, I asked Joe something that had curiously never crossed either of our minds to that point. 'Did you ever wonder why no one has done this alone?'"

— "Unfinished," Kunzinger


 "The S.A.D. Still-Agitated Deceased. It's a purgatory for people who are unhappy when their life ends. I’m here because I died before a boy ever loved me. Because I never was kissed."  — "Still-Agitated Deceased,"  Silver

"The S.A.D. Still-Agitated Deceased. It's a purgatory for people who are unhappy when their life ends. I’m here because I died before a boy ever loved me. Because I never was kissed."

— "Still-Agitated Deceased," Silver



 "My sisters would be sifting pans of grain while children round of belly stirred up dust. I would creep three times around the fire and sing a praise song of the amber meal."  — "I Explain Why I Get Lost,"  Alexander

"My sisters would be sifting pans of grain
while children round of belly stirred up dust.
I would creep three times around the fire
and sing a praise song of the amber meal."

— "I Explain Why I Get Lost," Alexander


winter 2018

 "Most days, I read to Kal, adventure stories or thrillers or poems, and we watch the world pass by our living room window, my finger furled tight around his trigger like a comma."  — "Friendly Fire,"  Palmer

"Most days, I read to Kal, adventure stories or thrillers or poems, and we watch the world pass by our living room window, my finger furled tight around his trigger like a comma."

— "Friendly Fire," Palmer


 "Dolly sings that her life is like a bargain store.  Under the awning of a guitar chord, Steve stays dry as rain pelts down."  — "Dolly Parton,"  Pobo

"Dolly sings that her life
is like a bargain store.
Under the awning of a guitar chord,
Steve stays dry as rain pelts down."

— "Dolly Parton," Pobo


 "When I'd been deserted in the salt flats, and knew it, looking at the emerging moon, I reluctantly decided I had to break character. I did not call Dr. Bringem. I called my mother."  — "The Experiment,"  Hammerle

"When I'd been deserted in the salt flats, and knew it, looking at the emerging moon, I reluctantly decided I had to break character. I did not call Dr. Bringem. I called my mother."

— "The Experiment," Hammerle


 "The future was mine for the asking and I could be a savior, but I crashed at the job, the marriage, the banquet of social niceties meant to last beyond the ennobling disasters."  — "Baltimore 1985,"  LaForge

"The future was mine for the asking and
I could be a savior, but I crashed at the job,
the marriage, the banquet of social niceties
meant to last beyond the ennobling disasters."

— "Baltimore 1985," LaForge