The Sanctuary

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Saturday is abortion day at Happy Bellies: Potbelly Pig Rescue and Sanctuary. I used to be upset by this, the idea of all those potential somethings becoming nothings, but a lot of things that used to upset me don’t upset me anymore.

 

Account For Who You Say You Are

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Part of giving the census is being able to argue on its behalf. Not everyone will just agree. Not everybody will permit themselves to be marked.

 

In Touch With the Deep Sources of Fiction

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In most writers’ workshops the members sit around discussing their work; they talk about themes and symbols and meaning and such matters. The six of us do none of this. Ours is a Waldo workshop.

 

Emptying My Mind

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I was curious to learn what would be the appearance of a mind devoid of contents: what my mind would prove ultimately to be composed of.

 

To Date a Time Traveler

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He time travels in his sleep. You learn this the morning after your first date at the dive bar that never checks IDs.

 

Swallowed

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It’s been two days since we were swallowed by the loneliest whale in the world. Two days since we caught in its trachea, and having nowhere else to go, crawled into its damp cave of a belly.