Working Clean
Richie felt around beneath the cushion he was sitting on and pulled out a miniature Raptors basketball, then started bouncing it off the wall behind the TV
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One Hundred Knives in the Air
Out came Jenny Balak, and out came the knives. Within seconds there was a cloud of them in the air above her head, at centre court of the school gymnasium, …
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Montana Border
He drove into Lafayette at dusk, the air thick with swamp bugs outside the windows of his truck. The fights were already on.
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Airplanes Couldn’t Be Happier in Turbulence
Ever since Madison watched King Kong on TV she’s been having fantasies about scaling the Empire State Building with him. That big ape carrying her into the clouds, clutching her …
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The Isles of Dr. Moreau
Grandfather often enjoyed telling my brother about how, when he was younger, he was a ladies’ man. “I never had any trouble getting girls,” he’d exclaim. “None whatsoever.” It was …
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Changeling Girl
The next montage, in my mind, explodes with the rackety audacity that starts up a Clash song. It’s the moment when some crumb-bum kid in a basement finally solves the …
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The Coffin Load
Vámonos was the last human word we heard out there, but even with the shouting I could hear the coyotes’ feet grinding past us over the rocks and sand, heading …
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Beyond the Shore
Living in the South Tower of Phase One, my bedroom window overlooks the Malibu Club Spa and Fitness Centre, which means the first thing I see when I wake up …
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After “Night March”
This is from a story I “wrote” in 1998, when I was sixteen. I say “wrote” because I interpolated a chapter from Tim O’Brien’s Going After Cacciato, changing the names …
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