Fiction - Year II - Number 7 - Volume I - June 2017

GOODWILLBy  Tony D’Aloisio  I remember laying there for a few minutes right after waking up that morning, feeling all hazy and out of it.  Like that was all I could do once I'd kicked off...

LEAVING KARACHIBy Neil D. Desmond Elise was not looking forward to her next "assignment."  He did not give his name, saying only that he was from Karachi but had lived in London for nine years. ...

SANCTUARYBy Heide Arbitter They took the birds away.  That was the last hint.  They were unattractive birds, loud and sad looking, with feathers plucked bloody and wings hanging helplessly. But, these birds were his joy,...

GRAND LAKEBy Steven Sherwood Not three weeks ago Jim Pickett’s first love said she had fallen for some asshole accounting major named Vince.  Now she’s calling from a bus stop in Castle Rock to ask...

FOREIGN PASSAGESBy Joyce Polance As we thread through narrow alleys framed by walls without windows, their starkness interrupted by decrepit stalls hawking rotting vegetables and camel heads buzzing with flies, the aura of Death for...

WAITING FOR JACKBy Melanie Simms  I used to be romance novel junkie.  Love was all I lived for. I lived off Harlequin romancebooks and believed that love was forever.Prince Charming was more than just a...

A WILDERNESS OF MONKEYSBy Robert McKean It was my turquoise; I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor:I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.—Shylock Heartless, the way they ravaged the...

OBITBy Marc Simon I never read the obituaries, but last Thursday was an exception.   For some reason, they were mixed in at the end of the sports section.  I scanned them with morbid curiosity, and...

HOW THE FIRE STARTEDBy Melissa DosSantos Sullivan  Marian kept the pills in an old sugar bowl on the top of the refrigerator her mother had bought new in 1948. Her arthritic hand cramped as she...