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Fiction - Year VI - Number 45 - February 2021

    WHEN THE SUN KISSED THE RIVER by Nancy Chadwick

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    when the sun kissed the river My little brother was a wanderer. And I am a walker. There’s a difference, you know. Bean’s goal was to explore as much...

    PAINT, WILL, CRY by Leryl Joseph

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    PAINT, WILL, CRY by Leryl Joseph Leonard was always the expressive one, not Will. Leonard was an artist, so expression was his thing. Everyone kept telling...

    STALKER by Chris Viner

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    StalkerAs the golden autumn leaves tumbled along the cobbled ground near the stone walls, whichmeandered up the hill towards the rose pink café on the corner, Warren noticed how Montmartreappeared less busy...

    AS LUCK WOULD HAVE IT by Daniel Pié

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    As Luck Would Have It By Daniel Pié       The oily humidity of late August causes his new cotton-blend shirt to cling. He gently pulls it...

    ME AND TIME by Callan Preece

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    And then we crossed a country. We crossed together—in the Corolla with him driving because I never learnt to drive and with our stuff lodged in the backseat in such a way...

    A WOMEN OF THE PERIOD by Timothy Resau

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    A Woman of the Period                                                            A Novel Excerpt                                                                                By                                                          Timothy Resau HE would...

    MY PORCELAIN GIRL by James L. Blackburn

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    My Porcelain Girl by James L. Blackburn The voice of Janis Joplin awoke me.  She was wailing that she needed a man to...

    THE PLAY’S THE THING by Thomas Belton

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    The Play’s the Thing By Thomas Belton In the first act, you get the hero up a tree, in the second you throw rocks at him,

    LOVE AND HERMAN COGAN by Robert Sachs

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    Love and Herman Cogan             It was the fall of 1961 and Cogan was alone again. He looked around his apartment for something to do. Not one to make...

    WHEN THE CLOCK STRIKES by Nicole Carpio

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    When the Clock Strikes By Nicole Carpio             The small analog clock’s ticking fills the space. The man is wearing a fancy black vest while the...