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1988

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The Heat, Timothy Liu Jan 1988

The Heat, Timothy Liu

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Slag, Jesus Rodriguez Jan 1988

Slag, Jesus Rodriguez

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Home, Jesus Rodriguez Jan 1988

Home, Jesus Rodriguez

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October In Kawhatchett, Minnesota, Jesus Rodriguez Jan 1988

October In Kawhatchett, Minnesota, Jesus Rodriguez

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Noon Bathers, Brent C. Pace Jan 1988

Noon Bathers, Brent C. Pace

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Mirage, Steve Jackson Jan 1988

Mirage, Steve Jackson

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Notes After Seeing The Atomic Cafe, Dianna Black Jan 1988

Notes After Seeing The Atomic Cafe, Dianna Black

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Beth's House, Jesus Rodriguez Jan 1988

Beth's House, Jesus Rodriguez

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A Poem For David, Katie Kowalski Jan 1988

A Poem For David, Katie Kowalski

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Wings, Laura Rhoton Jan 1988

Wings, Laura Rhoton

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Grace walks home from the pool the long . . . way, through the snow. Tonight the children could not keep their heads up. They don't understand, thinking like they do, how to float. They need not move. Grace has shown them many times. She has stretched out like a flag until she's weightless. But the children have many fears, some of the water, and some of other things, and it seems that nothing like that will ever be necessary.

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Evening In Biloxi, Colin Bay Jan 1988

Evening In Biloxi, Colin Bay

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It' s not as bad as a medium," Dale said. I didn't know what he was talking about, so I looked amused. "It has a flexibility of form that lets you almost put yourself in the frame.'' I thought about how hard you'd have to hit someone's nose for it to bleed, remembering many times when I've gotten hit in the nose with a football, an elbow, a cabinet door. It would sting like death; but when I put my hand up there would be nothing there, no blood. Then other times I've woken up in the morning, needing to …

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Revelation, Janette Devine Jan 1988

Revelation, Janette Devine

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One day, God came to Amanda in the form of a doorstop and said, ''Amanda? This is God speaking. Your sister Natalie is going to be a rich, very famous opera star. But she can't be a rich , very famous opera star until you join the National Guard." " Natalie!? A rich and famous opera star? You've got to be kidding!'' " No," said God, "I'm not." The next day , at breakfast, Natalie said she wanted to take singing lessons.

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Air Stories, David Beus Jan 1988

Air Stories, David Beus

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He checked his watch. He noticed for the first time the bent-angle of the second hand against the graph as it crosses the three and moves on to the four . "Three minutes, " he thought, as he looked down the street. No one was there. He thought of air , the excess of air. '' Air moves, " he said aloud. "No one stops the air. " He watched the chalk-mark that an airplane leaves fade and disappear from the sky. "You cannot stop the air," he told it.

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The World's A Mess, It's In My Kiss, Julie Turley Jan 1988

The World's A Mess, It's In My Kiss, Julie Turley

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Bipsy has Mr. Sam for social science. Mr. Sam has an afro that sticks out over his head like an umbrella. Bipsy is a cheerleader and hates Mr. Sam. She writes Things to do on her worksheet and makes all the circles into peace signs. Peace signs are in this year. "Copy these notes!" Mr. Sam turns on an overhead projector and a million words appear squished on the wall. "Gosh," says Bipsy.

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At The Bus Stop, Katrina Green Jan 1988

At The Bus Stop, Katrina Green

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Morgan said the holes will be patched in the fall. As in I would get over him. We were eating lunch and there was a crumb on the outside of his left hand below his pinky. "A bolt of lightning-perhaps Navajo-symbolic, perhaps classic comic-book-seems to bridge both worlds ," he said. I am a comic book and he's really not a fat pseudo tribal whatnot. I couldn't even bother myself to think of the proper word. His vocabulary was tiresome. I watched the tight skin, like plum vinyl, across his lips. I imagined a storm with earthquakes. A waiter in …

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Where Things Were Quiet, Laura Hamblin Jan 1988

Where Things Were Quiet, Laura Hamblin

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Scott had intended to blow his head off, but he didn't aim the gun properly, so instead he blew off his face. Before the gun fired he thought he didn't want to live. But after the thing had happened, he knew that what he wanted most was simply to die. It was her job to keep Scott alive.

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Front Cover Photo, Laurena Lahr Jan 1988

Front Cover Photo, Laurena Lahr

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Rebecca's Song, Dianna Black Jan 1988

Rebecca's Song, Dianna Black

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Grandma tilted as she walked down the hall singing "O Danny Boy." English words set to an Irish tune; she was . Welsh. It didn't matter. She said the Welsh could sing in any language. She said it was her language that made it that way. Welsh is natural music, she said. And she sang "O Danny Boy. "

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The Art Of Tsp. And Tbs., Cherry Douch Jan 1988

The Art Of Tsp. And Tbs., Cherry Douch

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Simba is my husband. We've seen too . much of each other since we lost our . baby and I had to quit my job. I met him at Mo Heke's birthday party. Someone said, "Who's the sissy nigger?" So I went up to him, asked him who he was and where he was from. "I am Simba Newhouse," he said. I waited and said, "O.K. What's a Simba?" "It's the word for lion," he said. "The only African word my mother knew.''

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Untitled Photo 1, Laurena Lahr Jan 1988

Untitled Photo 1, Laurena Lahr

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Untitled Photo 3, Laurena Lahr Jan 1988

Untitled Photo 3, Laurena Lahr

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Untitled Photo 4, Laurena Lahr Jan 1988

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Untitled Photo 5, Laurena Lahr Jan 1988

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Untitled Photo 2, Laurena Lahr Jan 1988

Untitled Photo 2, Laurena Lahr

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Untitled Photo 6, Laurena Lahr Jan 1988

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Untitled Photo 7, Laurena Lahr Jan 1988

Untitled Photo 7, Laurena Lahr

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What Being Pretty Is All About, Jesus Rodriguez Jan 1988

What Being Pretty Is All About, Jesus Rodriguez

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Driving up to see you that day, I passed a girl on the road. She was walking and wore a white dress. She looked like she belonged in a painting or one of those prints. On the seat next to me there were some cookies that Vickie had made.

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Untitled Photo 8, Laurena Lahr Jan 1988

Untitled Photo 8, Laurena Lahr

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Any Title, Really, As Long As It Only Suggests (A Minimalist Metastory), Colin Bay Jan 1988

Any Title, Really, As Long As It Only Suggests (A Minimalist Metastory), Colin Bay

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Opening sentence, beginning in media res, preferably with a smallish use of originality of phrasing or, more preferably yet, with the sly introduction of a character not normally seen in the average life; or best of all, a normal situation alluded to in terms that show some very quirky assumptions about human life. Especially if it draws the reader in, which is important.

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Front Cover Jan 1988

Front Cover

The Bridge

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