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1867, two years after the war ended, five years after Antietam, 22,700 and more dead at Sharpsburg, arms and legs scattered around me...

I nearly set the date— I always put great stock in astrology. And with our planets so aligned I moved with a false confidence. My bouts...

I waited for Dr. Pendleton in one of the many uncomfortable wooden chairs in the foyer, a glass of champagne bubbling gently on the table...

Tetsudou watched soap swirl around the drain, the bubbles clogging all the holes. He raised the shower head above him one more time and...

The beloved science teacher does this every year: takes a large glass container to the front of the room, shows it to the class empty, of...

I’m a junkie, so a high tolerance is the enemy. I fight for that which makes me feel something. We walk around the battlefield, glowing...

Walking through the city so unmindful of my legs— The Hoverer stays motionless no matter where I go, borderless GodSky also deLighting...

She was born on New Year’s Eve, in a maternity ward overlooking the city. I stood with my face pressed against the cool glass, holding...

This planet looks candied. Machines crawling its granulated surface. Three-legged metal walkers. They're lasering the planet, cutting the...

So it (just perhaps maybe) DOES turn out That those psychology class bummer tropes --Sadder But Wiser and Depressive Realism-- Simply...