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Defenestration: August 2009

Aug 20th, 2009 | By

Welcome to the August 2009 issue of Defenestration, which is also our fantasy-themed issue. I’m pretty happy we were able to do this one; it’s one thing to be a magazine that publishes nothing but humor, but when you narrow the focus even further, you’re never quite sure what you’re going to get! In this

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“Hellbend for Leather,” Jude-Marie Green

Aug 20th, 2009 | By

My business card reads “Russell Light, Impresario to Hell.” I hand it out to acts with potential and we do business at Flames Bar & Grill. I like the décor here: deep booths upholstered in maroon leather, flocked red velvet wallpaper, chromed barstools. Pete the bartender keeps the lighting low and moody. My clients like the

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“(S)tresses,” by Christi Krug

Aug 20th, 2009 | By

A high tower rose in the craggy wilderness, a vision in the night, a shadowy glove pointing at the sky with a bony, accusing finger.   Like that, or a guy with really bad arthritis. Closer, one could see figures. Two figures. One figure with a figure, and one that was shaped more like a splinter.

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“Wednesday’s Promenade,” by Mary Baader Kaley

Aug 20th, 2009 | By

A wizzard, a bird, a pig. On a stroll yesterday with Henry and Fredrick, I told Fredrick, my parrot, to be sure to straighten his language a bit. His profanity was altogether embarrassing, though many marveled at his flair – – he could verbally outfox anyone with his erudite vocabulary peppered with competently placed cursing.

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“The Demihumans Three Meet Their Match,” by Christopher Jacobsmeyer

Aug 20th, 2009 | By

The trio of adventurers walked down the woodland path, still an hour away from their scheduled stop at The Screaming Wench. They were looking forward to tankards of Nexik’s best. They called themselves the Demihumans Three: Wild Weasel (halfling thief), Agnon (dwarven cleric), and Yerond (elven fighter). They were in a good mood, having just

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“Reverse Metamorphosis,” by Bill Waters

Aug 20th, 2009 | By

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible insect. –Franz Kafka, “The Metamorphosis” One night, when Grgrsmszzz woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his sleeping place into a horrible human the size of a bug–life inside the kitchen wall would never

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“Moon Pies and Dime Whistles,” by s. smith

Aug 20th, 2009 | By

The wind was a constant, a dry, gritty west wind that in winter ranted and wailed across the   prairie like a madwoman on roller skates. In the dead of summer it was almost always a sighing, an incoherent but incessant babble. There was madness, Mrs. R. thought, in that wind and in the empty horizon.

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“Elvis the Dragon Slayer,” by Glen Batchelor

Aug 20th, 2009 | By

Elvis watched the sun flash from the blade of his sword as he removed the dragon’s blood. It was his fourth killing this year and he was becoming bored. Not only he but the king’s subjects were becoming bored. He was no longer a hero but merely a workaday knight doing a job. He dropped

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Two Poems by Ann Howells

Aug 20th, 2009 | By

WOLF RESPONDS TO REVIEWS OF AN OFF-BROADWAY PRODUCTION OF RED RIDING HOOD It’s ridiculous, an actor of my stature appearing off-Broadway, but they lost their lead- mugging or something-just prior to opening. My name lends credence to a new company, new production. We do that in theater. My name is synonymous with the role, you

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