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Valaparaiso Fiction Review 2021
Clay had tried all the seats in the hospital waiting room over the past three hours — the straight backs, the lounge chairs, the foot stools — all in cheerful pastel tones. None of them felt comfortable anymore.
The Fourth River Issue O.15 2024
Clauss showed up at our farm on a Thursday evening two weeks ago looking like a drowned mouse. It had been raining so hard most of October that even our large rooster appeared recently-hatched. Jim and I were planting the last of the new apple trees in the lower field when the elfish man waved from our gravel road.