June 2010
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Text Adventure
Twenty-two tornadoes tore through Toronto, spiraling steel and stone to the streets where she stood, texting her best friend.
OMG, Cheri texted. Tapping the virtual keys on her cell phone while debris rained around her, Cheri glanced up momentarily to see an airborne Buick LeSabre soar across the sky, narrowly avoid a nearby Starbucks, and crash into another Starbucks further up the block.
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Genius
“I am a genius!” he shouted. There was no one around to argue. He wondered momentarily if shouting aloud to no one was a sign of true genius. Perhaps not. Everything I write is gold, he mused. My words spill onto the page like ambrosia, nectar of the gods, filling an empty vessel with immortal life. Ooh, he thought. That’s good. And jotted it down. Although it made no sense in...