"Bong hits, absolutely," Hart said, standing. "But only if you put your fucking shirt on."

"Request granted," Sully said. He unlocked the door, and howled into the hallway, "I've seen the Lord, and He sure is pretty! Crawgh! Crawgh!"

Hart's breath loosened in his chest. He followed Sully, already sauntering toward his room, and forgot all about the slip, out in the open on his bed.



Publisher's Note

Rational Anthem Ivan Jenson

Just Like That Jennifer Mills Kerr

Dancing In The Shadows of Greatness Dr. Ernest Williamson III

Life slips Allison Whittenberg

The Dream Bruce McAllister

Debate in Seasons Dr. Ernest Williamson III

Ell Kyle Bradstreet

warm broken cookies Jessica Provencio

egomaniac Dr. Ernest Williamson III

Photo Circa 1969, The Art of Redaction Scott T. Starbuck

At The Special Olympics Sandra Ervin Adams