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Fiction - Year II - Number 8 - July 2017

    MEDIUM-RARE By Melissa Moore

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    MEDIUM-RARE By Melissa Moore “Something’s wrong with the meat.” Eddie sat on the metal kitchen counter, poking at the spot where he took a bite from his hamburger. There was something off about its taste. The...

    MARILYN MONROE. FAT GIRLS. DEATH. FREEDOM By Michael Mohr

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    MARILYN MONROE. FAT GIRLS. DEATH. FREEDOM. By Michael Mohr  It was the summer of 2009. I'd been hitchhiking for about three months. I'd met Matt in New York City, at the cheap hostel on West 125th...

    (IN)SIGNIFICANT OTHER By Kelly Smith

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    (IN)SIGNIFICANT OTHER By Kell Smith Attraction is a science, they say, all chemicals and hormones, a type of alchemy that turns strangers into gold. The right physical proportions, the right smile, temperament, were each components in...

    ACTION HERO’S EULOGY By Ben Inks

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    ACTION HERO’S EULOGY By Benjamin Inks Her Nike trainers splash by, crossing our path for the second time this misty, black morning, and she looks me in the eye (if only for the briefest of curious...

    THE STORY OF HENRY: CHAPTER & VERSE By Elizabeth Gauffreau

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    THE STORY OF HENRY:CHAPTER AND VERSEBy Elizabeth Gauffreau When Francis strolled into Carney’s Restaurant for his morning coffee, a newcomer sat at the counter having coffee and doughnuts and reading the morning paper like a...

    ADVICE FROM MR. WHISKERS By Wayne Hall

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    ADVICE FROM MR. WHISKERS By Wayne Hall Nonchalantly Melvin Langley pressed the green button on the over-sized remote causing the television to come to life drowning out the silence that loomed throughout the small apartment like...

    REPARATIONS By Veronica Ordway

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    REPARATIONS By Veronica Ordway Jacqueline could feel the eyes of the other people in the waiting room boring into her. She bowed her head and focused instead on the celebrities splashed across the gossip magazines that...

    LITTLE BITS FOR DINNER By Anna Villegas

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    LITTLE BITS FOR DINNERBy Anna Villegas My big brother’s romantic history includes a series of reasonably tolerable partners (except Marianne: anyone sporting blood red fingernails on purpose is disqualified from the get-go), women who have...

    THINE ENEMY By Caleb Dudley

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    THINE ENEMY By Caleb Dudley        Men talked nonchalantly around Frederick.  Simmons was currently displaying a photograph of his girlfriend back in Suffolk to an uninterested Beasley.  Richards was unleashing a torrent of curses, having clumsily...

    YOUNG ENOUGH TO BE AFRAID By Charlotte Freccia

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    YOUNG ENOUGH TO BE AFRAIDBy Charlotte Freccia Zooey came up with the sun, her head in Franny’s lap, her tongue between her teeth, and the taste of blood in her mouth. She blinked, and shook...