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		<title>Horror D&#8217;oeuvres #16</title>
		<link>http://www.deliriumbooks.com/2008/06/11/horror-doeuvres-16/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 19:28:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shane Staley</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[The popular online anthology, Horror D&#8217;oeuvres, has found a new home at Horror Mall. Sponsored by Delirium Books, this bi-monthly publication of short-shorts, sub-titled, &#8220;Bite-sized Horrors&#8221; once again kicks off with #16: &#8220;It&#8217;s Even Better The Second Time&#8221; by Nate Southard.
These will be posted on the Horror Mall blog, Indie Horror Spotlight, which has moved [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Horror D&#8217;oeuvre #15</title>
		<link>http://www.deliriumbooks.com/2007/08/31/horror-doeuvre-14-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:01:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shane Staley</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Books
by Blu Gilliand

© 2007 by Blu Gilliand
All Right Reserved.
The sign over the door said simply: BOOKS.
The store appeared to have been there forever. The walls were white, the door green, and the paint on both was fractured in a thousand tiny lines. Thick cobwebs gathered in the corners of the front window, wrapping the small [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Horror D&#8217;oeuvre #14</title>
		<link>http://www.deliriumbooks.com/2007/07/05/horror-doeuvre-14/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 22:44:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shane Staley</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[TRAPPED IN THE REFLECTION OF YOUR EYES
by Kurt Newton
&#160;
© 2007 by Kurt Newton
All Rights Reserved.

When they revived your mother twenty minutes after her heart had stopped, you could tell by the distant stare trapped in the gel of her eyes that twenty minutes was far too long to be absent from the here and now.
And [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Horror D&#8217;oeuvre #13</title>
		<link>http://www.deliriumbooks.com/2007/06/11/horror-doeuvre-13/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 06:06:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shane Staley</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[The Next Hit Album
by Ray Wallace
© 2007 by Ray Wallace
All Right Reserved.

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 Johnny stood at the top of the stairs looking down into the basement. As always, it was dark there. Because that’s the way the thing that lived down there liked it.
He didn’t want to descend those stairs but he had to. It was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Horror D&#8217;oeuvre #12</title>
		<link>http://www.deliriumbooks.com/2007/05/16/horror-doeuvre-12/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 13:47:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shane Staley</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Swimming Lessons
by Tim Waggoner
 © 2007 by Tim Waggoner
All Rights Reserved.

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The humidity was so thick, you could take a bite out of the air and chew. Scott sat on the hard plastic bleachers in the front row, close to the rec center’s pool, trying to ignore the dull ache in his lower back and wishing [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Horror D&#8217;oeuvre #11</title>
		<link>http://www.deliriumbooks.com/2007/02/21/horror-doeuvre-11/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 15:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shane Staley</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[The Drop
by Jeff Strand
&#160;
© 2007 by Jeff Strand
All Rights Reserved.
Whoops. Parachute didn&#8217;t open. That&#8217;s not good.
Okay, no need to panic. There&#8217;s a backup chute somewhere. Is it this thing? No. This one? Uh-uh. Wish I&#8217;d paid more attention during the training. Damn cleavage.
Ground sure looks far away. Hope I hit a spongy part.
Guess I&#8217;m going [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Horror D&#8217;oeuvre #10</title>
		<link>http://www.deliriumbooks.com/2007/02/07/horror-doeuvre-10/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2007 20:43:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shane Staley</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[

Four Ways To Say I Love You 
by Ken Goldman
© 2007 by Ken Goldman
All Rights Reserved
“I want to marry you,” he insisted. He did not go down on one knee. That was for amateurs. Instead he added a simple “I love you.”
She smiled. “Do you? Prove it.”
He pulled a small pocket knife from his jeans [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Horror D&#8217;oeuvre #9</title>
		<link>http://www.deliriumbooks.com/2007/01/23/horror-doeuvre-9/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2007 01:26:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shane Staley</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Thief
by Mark Justice
© 2007 by Mark Justice
All Rights Reserved
“I need you,” he whispered, his lips so close to her throat, his breath as hot as a bonfire.
He didn’t need to whisper, yet it made his words more intense, more romantic. His heat had spread to her. It was a tingling balm that coursed from her [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Horror D&#8217;oeuvre #8</title>
		<link>http://www.deliriumbooks.com/2007/01/10/horror-doeuvre-8/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 18:02:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shane Staley</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[The Gift
by Chris Hansen
© 2007 by Chris Hansen
All Rights Reserved.
Betty and Marty Trimble stood outside the bedroom of their eight-year-old son, Nicholas.
“Today went well, didn’t it?” Betty whispered.
Marty nodded.  The day couldn’t have gone better and they both knew it, though Marty understood the need for the question, for reassurance.
“He seemed so happy.”
Marty remembered [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Horror D&#8217;oeuvre #7</title>
		<link>http://www.deliriumbooks.com/2006/12/27/horror-doeuvre-7/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 03:24:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shane Staley</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[The Stoma Laughs Last
by Dustin LaValley

© 2006 by Dustin LaValley
 All Rights Reserved
The hoarse-gagging of my roommate choking on his own breath wakes me. I glance at the wall clock: 3:13 AM.
Motherfucker! I scream in my head.
Stupid bastard filled his lungs with poison for over forty years, no doubt killing his family along with each [...]]]></description>
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