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Stones

A child’s wheelbarrow lay on its side in the yard. Above it, the white undersides of maple leaves shimmered through warped window glass, and the whole lawn lay bare in the spottled shade. The fight had started in the basement … Continue reading

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Old Stories

I’ve just posted four pieces of old short-short fiction. “Tandem”,   the last published, made it into The North American Review.   I’m too tired here to go hunting up the year, but I do recall being paid $20 for … Continue reading

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