Copper Angels

By Joseph Paul Haines

Originally published in Aeon Magazine and also in, "Ten With a Flag and Other Playthings."

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gryffynperch Books
• Release date: Mar 12, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458068088

Joseph Paul Haines

Joseph Paul Haines was born in Canton, Ohio, into a family of eight children. He grew up in Ohio, West Virginia, California, and too many other places to count. His stories have appeared in a variety of magazines, including Interzone, Aeon, Abyss & Apex and his story, "Ten With a Flag," is forthcoming in John Joseph Adam's dystopian anthology, "Brave New Worlds." His fiction has been recognized multiple times with honorable mentions in various Year's Best anthologies and, together with Samantha Henderson, he edited the speculative war anthology, "From the Trenches." He lives in Colorado with his wife, Catherine, and Buddy the dog where he finds himself at the karaoke bar all too often. You can find him online at www.josephpaulhaines.com.

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COPPER ANGELS

by

JOSEPH PAUL HAINES

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COPPER ANGELS

Copyright © 2005, 2010 by JOSEPH PAUL HAINES

Original cover image used under creative commons license at http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/deed.en Original artwork by Livia Korandy

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COPPER ANGELS

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The lady Deke was nice. She had pretty hair like mommy's, only not as bright. Mommy's hair shined like it had a little bit of the sun in it. Well, it used to. Mommy didn't wash her hair as much anymore. Not after that time she fell down.

I didn't know what to do, and I was sad that Mommy got scared by the Dekes, but they tell us at school that if something isn't right you have to tell a Deke about it. Sometimes they were scary; all dressed up in all that plasticy stuff they wear and a big black sunglass that comes down from their helmets so you can't see their eyes. But this lady wasn't like that. She wore a long black dress and I could see my reflection in her shoes. She smelled like