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Flying with the Dead
It is a large box, about the size of a toaster oven, made of wood. It is very old. I know this from the feel of the wood, which is closer to glass than anything organic. ...
I move to stand next to her and pull the box toward us, so we can both see. The top lifts up and back on hinges. It exposes a shallow space that runs the length of the box and frees a panel that drops open to show multiple drawer fronts of different widths and lengths.
...“It’s a specimen case,” Isabel says. “Victorian, or maybe Edwardian era. Probably expensive.” She caresses the brass knobs on the drawer fronts. “Really nice materials and workmanship. But not magical.”
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La Gorda and the City of Silver
Since only the huge belly survives, there is a lot of argument about whether the stone idol was supposed to represent a fat man or a pregnant woman, but I know it is neither....
The itinerant street vendors sell ingenious mini masks to slip over a thumb for thumb-wrestling.
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Paper Trail
My story "Paper Trail" will appear in GUD magazine's issue 7. Click here for a link to GUD's site. Other links, excerpt to come.
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St. Simon at 8th and Oblivion
He wasn’t a plaster saint. But people filed in and out of his brownstone on the corner of 8th and Oblivion streets as if he’d always be there, frozen in the same munificent pose no matter the time or day, perpetually responsive to their needs.From what I hear, they were never disappointed. Or, at least, not exactly disappointed.
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Come Away, O Human Child
They are going to go pick sunflowers, that’s what her mother has told her.The child first shuffles, then stamps her little feet on the packed dirt of the path. She doesn’t like waiting -- she’d rather be in the woods picking the gem-studded puffballs that look like diamond-covered scepters intended to be held in royal hands even smaller than hers -- but her mother has taught her the ways of the woods.Never stray off the path.
Never stray.
Never.
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