
"I blush, I burn, I shudder, while I pen the damnable atrocity."
—Edgar Allan Poe
Lora Gardner, great great granddaughter of the Rabbi Slosberg at Vilna, was born in El Paso, Texas in 1972 to failed Cayceists. Days after her birth she watched with a mixture of gastric and thoughtful expressions as the Nixon administration, in response to Mao Tse-tung’s gift of pandas Ling-Ling and Hsing-Hsing, forcedly migrated a pair of American musk oxen to the PRC. Consequently, a few months later, she left the U.S. to explore watery, lawless regions of the globe until the instability of ocean life overwhelmed her. Luckily, the desert, which she so cruelly spurned, welcomed her back home. Currently she is still attending University and will do so until she has learned all the big words. It is likely that at this moment she too is reading things from a computer screen. She wants badly to read your stories.
All submissions of fiction and creative non-fiction (as opposed to essays) should be sent to Lora at lora AT unlikelystories DOT org.





















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