by Sofia Samatar (USA) When the woman with tired eyes stares too long at the car­pet, the cof­fee boils over and hiss­es on the coals.

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by Michael J. DeLu­ca (USA) By a first super­hu­man feat of flight, Aman­da scaled the hill­top defens­es of an open-air doll muse­um which focused on depict­ing in minia­ture the sev­er­al cen­turies between the colo­nial era and the indus­tri­al revolution.

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by Bogi Takács (Hun­gary) Log: Jan­u­ary 04 2012, Part 53 Are they weapons? they are black and sleek like pan­thers lan­guid they spew forth destruc­tion in a sin­gle enrap­tured beam are they weapons?

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by Steven L. Peck (USA) It was the escape of the dog-faced baboon that first launched me into the more peace­ful enter­prise of ento­mol­o­gy. Odd­ly enough, even now, I find myself long­ing for the nuanced thrill of sneak­ing into the beast’s cage—the rank smell of musk and urine remind­ing me that mortality’s end (or eternity’s beginning) […]

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