Ode to Colilla
By the time Eduardo stumbled through the doors of his bedroom, daylight had already begun to cough its way through the streets of Bogota. She was asleep in a foetal position, her hands squeezed tightly […]
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Happy Dog by Melissa May Curtis
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Inane Thoughts by Hugo Danforth
‘Maps! Has anyone ever folded one back up?’ Some people have intimated that they could write this column stand- ing upside-down with both hands tied behind their backs. Which is nonsense, unless they were dictating. […]
