Paradise Is a Place with Plenty of Music

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“She ground her pelvis against John’s thigh and sang ‘I Wanna Sex You Up’ with a mouthful of toothpaste. And when he frowned down at her, she only laughed harder.” By Heidi Bell

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Asperger’s: A Chronology, an excerpt from FATHERMUCKER

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“Roland has invented a game. He pokes you in the eye with his index finger, Three Stooges’ style, and yells, ‘Boook!’” By Greg Olear

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The Underwater Room

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“He slides his finger up the shaft to catch the trickle of red sap oozing down the damp inner skin of the bark, studies his finger, then shoves his hand into the crowd for them to see.

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Obama Appoints Kevin McCallister

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“Several unnamed White House officials have confirmed that President Obama has appointed fellow Chicagoan, Kevin McCallister, as Special Consultant to the Secret Service’s detail.” By Katharine Gingrich

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Cherry Tomatoes

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He looked at me, and I sensed trouble. Like he was checking my distance, like he might try and run off with you.

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The Disappearing Boy

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“Nathan!” Chris said. “What the fuck’s wrong with you? This isn’t a game anymore.” By David James Poissant

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Insurance

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“When I pulled into my father’s driveway, the car’s headlights illuminated him standing behind his work table, his Labrador, Scotty, stretched across the table’s surface.” By John Warner

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Where You Live

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“My mother—68 years old, known for her marble sponge cake and Zen-like bridge skills, a rabid fan of movie musicals—was missing. Missing.” By Andrew Roe

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Crossing Guard

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“But Nick was the first to hit Mr. Nelfin, a glancing shot off of his knee that caused his head to tilt slightly as if his muscles had been removed.” By Josh Denslow

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A Badbadbad Love Story

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A lot can happen in four dates between two highly-sexed and scarred new lovers. Fiction by Jesus Angel Garcia.

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Close

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My father always used to say, “Close only counts in horseshoes and golf.” What about life? In this weekend’s story, a man still in love with his ex-wife drops in on her at a bar.

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Ghosts

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“My girlfriend, the incredibly hot born-again Christian to whom I lost my virginity, asked me if you were an actual fag, or if you just acted like one.” By Michael Rowe

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Burn

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“The girl, meanwhile, slips off her clothes. The iridescent blouse and pale skirt, the stockings, the panties. No, no, you exclaim. Eat me, drink me, she says.” By Kirk Nesset

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Mosquito Fog

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“When Russell drove the fog truck, he didn’t use the siren. Lights only, an orange throb, while the smoke to kill mosquitoes gusted from a nozzle in the truck bed.”

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Sandwichboy

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“There was an attempted robbery last night,” Toby’s father said. “And your mother took out a gun and she misfired it. Into my leg.”

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Burnt Words

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In red ink the letter asked, WHEN OPPORTUNITY KNOCKS, WILL YOUR SIGNAL BE STRONG ENOUGH TO RECEIVE IT?

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