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BLOAT by Eddie Generous
Some of them were old. Some of them were young. Some of them were tall. Some of them had to wear platforms with aggressive six-inch...
COLD ROAD HOME by Eddie Generous
Madison tried to get small against the hard vinyl of the door, wishing she hadn’t accepted this particular ride—folks stopped with enough...
THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH HENRY by Eddie Generous
The boy has been awake in bed for close to an hour, staring into the darkness, reasoning with himself. Logic fails and he sits bolt...
FLYING THE MERCURY by Eddie Generous
My brother called again and I didn’t answer, never answer. He always leaves a message. His reaching out has come to seem almost constant...
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