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Evan Shopper lives in Amherst, Massachusetts, where he has been installing ducts in the basement, while his wife is lobbying for ducks in the yard; this makes for lively and confusing dinner conversation with their two young daughters. His story in this issue is from a novel in progress, and his work has been published in Glimmer Train, the Colorado Review, and the Massachusetts Review.
I spent twelve years in the state penitentiary for crimes imagined by children and believed by adults. For those twelve years, my body became my enemy and my commodity — I let the inmates hurt me so I could live. Besides the common abuses, they also broke my fingers and thumbs and sometimes the little bones in my hands. Once, they shattered a wrist.
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