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Dead, by Haddayr Copley-Woods (2/25/08): Fiction.; She'd vaguely imagined that as soon as the gunshot rang out, the police, or at least security, would surround her. She hadn't made a plan beyond the shooting, so in the absence of one, she just kept walking home, where she waited for the police at the kitchen table, the gun in her lap.
The Desires of Houses, by Haddayr Copley-Woods (2/13/06): Fiction.; The cord over the washing machine, the braided one, is waiting joyously for the teeth.
Borne Away, by Haddayr Copley-Woods, illustration by Steven Riggs (6/7/04): Fiction.; Our home was very much like we had been once: three-in-one. If you walked out of the north door, you were in Iona, Scotland. If you walked out of the south door, you were in Kildare, Ireland. And if you walked out of the east door, you were on the Isle of Women.

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