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Rod Peckman happily works for a large library system in Washington State, writing in his car in the underground parking garage during his lunch breaks. Hi coworkers wonder what he does down there but they are too polite and decent to inquire. He lives out in the county with his yellow lab, who is frankly sick of his sitting in front of the computer typing up poems. His work has recently appeared in Barnwood, Thieves Jargon, Babel Fruit, Ken*again and will soon be featured in Clapboard House and Dark Sky Magazine.
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