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Winner of the 2014 Aura Estrada Short Story Contest.
My girlfriend has a third eye. It’s in the middle of her forehead. It was hidden underneath her bangs.
It was the canal. He’d broken through, broken it, and let it in. To his mother’s backyard. Run, Tommy!
Its brilliant mirror-surface buildings seem to belie it. Streets vibrant with history. But the city doesn’t exist.
Edmundo Paz Soldán, Kirk Nesset
I forgot for a while that happiness is fragile, that life is made of glass. Maybe I chose to forget those things or needed a rest from knowing them. Once I was reminded, I never forgot again.
The winner of the 2013 Aura Estrada Short Contest, selected by Nathan Englander.
It was bad enough that his mother was dying. Her eyes went yellow and she moaned all night. The
"Here beat the true pulse of the New World. Here its promises of happiness were given the lie."
Ben C. Stroud
If it hadn’t been for Mickey Mouse, I wouldn’t be alive.
Dispatch hates it when we go rogue.
The well is poisoned, he says on the phone one week; then, another week, it’s drying up.
The winning story of the 2012 Aura Estrada Short Story Contest.
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