Small Beer Press is proud to publish Trampoline, an anthology of mostlyoriginal fiction. Perhaps the first of an occasional series, perhaps the oneand only book of its kind. Only time will tell.

This book does not contain a manifesto.

First lines from Trampoline:

T he little creek behind my trailer in Kentucky is called Frankum Branch.
R amnath Mishra's life changed forever one morning,
A ll this started when my father told my mother she was a waste.
M argaret, do you see the leaves?
P ristine silence was the law in the gleaming white halls of The Center for
the Reification of Actual Probability.
O ne day when I was in the first grade Scott Arnold told me he was going to
wash my face with snow on my way home from school.
L ately, Walter has been hard to live with.
I t's the start of a brand new life, Johnny."
N b. No story begins with the letter N. Is that odd? Should we be worried?
E xclusion Rights for minors?