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Prelude in E-Minor by Allie Marini Batts

After her bedroom—and then later, the house—had vanished, all that was left on the island was her piano, on a cliff overlooking the shining sea. Muriel couldn’t quite remember when her neighbors, and every one of the solid bricks laid angle by angle to construct their houses and the town, had disappeared. The edges of…

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Plans by CL Bledsoe

My wife brought home a case of dogs, another of cats, and another of rats. She’d gotten them from the animal shelter. It was one of her plans. She said all I had to do was kill enough to make dead animal scarves that she’d sell on Saturdays at the farmers’ market under the interstate.…

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2014, We’re Coming For You

Cease, Cows is back with a vengeance in 2014. Oh yes. We’re better than ever, if perhaps a little crazier this time. (I see this as better, though.) Tomorrow begins our first full week of the new year, and every single story and poem will leave you unsettled and breathless. Guaranteed, or your money back.…