Fiction - Year III - Number 10 - November 2017

THE OPPONENTBy Mark Hannon He sat on a folding chair, dripping sweat, his heart rate slowing down, the fight over for several minutes. Feeling the water run down his nose, he concentrated on timing when...

THE FINAL WATCHBy Jonathan B. Ferrini Interstate 8 climbs west out of the Imperial Valley and twists through the rugged mountains upward into East San Diego County. My name is Tommy and I recently graduated...

WORKING THE EDGE  By Grant Segall Stefan picked his way down the driveway, skirting a pothole with the season’s first ice, trying to save what was left of his hip for what was left of the...

HOOK MANBy Michael Warren “That’s bull-shit!  There’s no such thing as a Hook Man.”  Inky was quite certain on this point.  “That’s just a story.”There were five of them:  Martin, Teeter, Paz, Inky and Tom. ...

EPIPHANY AND THE ALABASTER ROSEBy Adrian Encomienda Daylight dimmed beyond Lazaro’s bedroom window, leaving cold fluorescence . He sat at the edge of his bed with a cigarette sticking out of his mouth, in waist-deep...

HARD COALBy Terry Sanville Two sisters climb the mine road that disappears into the hills above Cumbola, Pennsylvania. Their breaths smoke in the early light as they struggle through waist-deep snowdrifts. The wind tears at...

THE CAPPUCCINOBy David Heath  Jackie Jacobs, helping sort and organize clothing items donated for the church rummage sale, came across a woman’s tangerine linen jacket just like the one her friend Maggie had worn when...

THE LADY OF THE HOUSEBy Dennis J. Dymek No one quite remembered anymore when Bob and Emily Taylor had moved into their remote cottage on the outskirts of town. Everyone knew, however, they must have...

SLEEPWALKING IN THE FROSTBy Lily Wright It was still dark when Ben drove the Gator out to the back paddocks to feed the fillies.  The sun was slow to rise and a chill rose from...

REVELATIONS OF A TEN-YEAR-OLDBy Saul Hernandez  Every Sunday I walk with Him. I knock door to door with Brothers and Sisters from the Jehovah’s Witness Congregation. It usually goes like this: we arrive around eight...