Pages from Before
Three days, our people had agreed: a real, old-school, ‘Rolling Stone’–style profile.
I don’t know about you but I say it’s too fucking hot for that BS, let’s get you a drink and oh I guess I’ll have one too.
I don’t suppose we’ll ever get over our lust for northern blood
Northern what, now? Put your Civil War away; I’m from ManitobaManitoba Manitoba!real sweet
About a dayAbout a day
Well, no wonder then Well, no wonder then
real, tall, untamed things, with pure-green leaves and sweet sap, and sun rays fighting to slip between them
meTurnabout’s fair play, I guess Something like that.
You sound like a songwriter Got meGot me
Molia Dumbleton's fiction has appeared in or is forthcoming from Ecotone, The Kenyon Review, New England Review, Best Small Fictions, and elsewhere. Her work has been awarded the Seán Ó Faoláin Story Prize (Ireland) and Columbia Journal Winter Fiction Award, among others, and her collection has been a finalist for the Press 53 Award for Short Fiction, Black Lawrence Press Hudson Prize, and Iowa Short Fiction Award. She's an Assistant Fiction Editor for Split Lip Magazine and a member of the Curatorial Board at Ragdale. She teaches creative writing at DePaul University.
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