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Fiction – Year VI – Number 49 – June 2021

    MORE by Karole Bennett

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                The cold metal table pressed into my back, and the cork, water-stained, ceiling loomed over me. A lightbulb dangled from a tarnished-brown chain. The dim light misted through the room, emitting...

    PETER-BY-THE-BAY by Thomas Belton

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    While others went to the Park to see and be seen, to flirt and promenade, Peter did not. He preferred to ride his bike past the long meadow where the soccer players...

    PARTNERS by Olga Collazo Perez

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                    Kimi bit her lip and did her level best not to jump at the sound of something slamming against the counter behind her.   “You’re not welcome here!”...

    DUBLINERS by Iva Cvjeticanin

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    It was the pink velvet dress. Evelyn held it up against her body slowly dancing with it while trying to avoid tripping over the boxes that filled her new apartment. “It was...

    KEEPSAKES ARE TEMPORAL DEBRIS by Edie Meade

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    I comb, in lieu of packing, through a box of letters that’s been perched on the bedroom bookshelf since we leased this apartment two years ago. And although now is not the...

    WILDERNESS by Sandra Perez

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                    She sits in the wilderness of her heart, once again balancing the dinner plate on the arm of the sofa, watching the six o’clock news. Sometimes she wipes away just a...

    UNDOCUMENTED by Maria Valenzuela Frangakis

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    Undocumented The U.S. border was only a three-hour-drive from my college town, but the idea of going al otro lado hadn’t occurred to me before Isa invited me...

    O GIGANTE by Gustavo Salvaggio

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    O GIGANTE Havia um gigante encerrado entre os muros da cidade. Era a praça central onde ele cochilava, respirando, e o tráfego próximo a ele era interditado devido a...

    SECOND HONEYMOON by Amanda Corbin

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    As they stood for coffee in the ribcage of the airport terminal, he watched his wife pluck an invisible note from the air and tuck it behind her ear. His tonsils caught...

    NOTHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY by Anita Lekic

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    “Oof!” She sighs in exasperation.  I’m in Belgrade for a visit.  Fadina – I’ve called my mother by her first name since I was a child -- is restless...