Trace Estes, managing editor of Alsop Review, lives in the Shadows and likes the view. For thirty-five years, he has been forced to write by a pissed-off demon with a trident. Recent publications include Tilt, WORM #34, kaleidowhirl, Centrifugal Eye and the print anthologies Mind Mutations and Slow Dancing to Invisible Music.
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