Fiction - Year III - Number 14 - July 2018

COLLEGE TOWNby Jeffrey Kulik It’s hot today, and as I look up at the sun I feel a bead of sweat rolling down the back of my neck.  It reminds me of the old times,...

FILADELPHIAby Matt McGowan   The way people talk about it just makes it worse. Taboo but titillating. Cheap excitement at the expense of others. Voyeurism dressed up as outrage.The husbands decided to go golfing. Even mine,...

SEA COWby D. Harrington Miller Edna’s knuckles cracked, a stark sound of snapping twigs that was muffled by the mud.  She clenched her fists again, letting the bones grind.  Open.  Close.  Open.  Close.  Hurt more...

SILVER HORSES REINED INBy Susandale Eight p.m., or thereabouts: the usual time for the droves of kids that peeled into the diner,Four Horses, at seven, to peel out.Josh put Reggie in charge of p.m. fries and cokes before he...

OUR  SALLYby Ruth Deming  Over the years, The Newman Girls followed the fortunes of their next door neighbors in Shaker Heights, the fashionable suburb of Cleveland, Ohio. It was just their good fortune to live...

HIT MEN HAVE FEELINGS TOOby Edward Daniel Hunt Boston’s North EndAfter dropping his boss, Albee, at home in Milton, Tony Gazzo returned to the North End. Albee Parillo after becoming more successful had moved to...

REVENGEby George Carlisle Jon Corey was my nemesis. He lay sprawled across from me with his arm around Jenny, who was his girl friend.  Jon, my nemesis, was the most hateful senior at St. Bart’s...

TRADIOby Richard Luftig I stubbed out my tenth Winston of the morning. Thank God we were nearing the end of the show.            “We’re back,” I said, feigning enthusiasm.  “Time for two more calls. You’re on Tradio....

DAGGERby Maureen Grace “Ohhh,” he cried quietly, so as not to scare off the passers by; their handouts had allowed him to eek out the barest of succor for (could it really be?) twenty-seven years. He...