Fiction - Year III - Number 15 - August 2018

    WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT TURKEY by E. P. Tuazon

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    WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT TURKEYby E. P. Tuazon My colleague, Faruk Irgulu, was talking.  Faruk was the head of our English Department at the school...

    THE SINGING SCALLOP by Annabelle Blomeley

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    THE SINGING SCALLOPby Annabelle Blomeley The Singing Scallop Restaurant held its fifteenth anniversary on the day Hurricane Robert starting raining down onto the town of Winnie Shores. Out the...

    THE POET LAUREATE OF MALCOLM’S DINER by Cindy Adams

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    THE POET LAUREATE OF MALCOLM’S DINERby  C. Billingsley Adams Someone tapped on my shoulder today when I was feeling all bluesy as my long-time friend had just recently died....

    MY FRIEND SINDSMAN by Alexandra Lapointe

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    MY FRIEND SINDSMANby Alexandra Lapointe Neither the day before nor the day after were of much significance. It was only the day I met Sindsman that I can vividly...

    DOG’S LOVE by Dave Gregory

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    DOG’S LOVEby Dave Gregory  Sheila often said: “I love animals more than most people. Maybe all people.” She meant it. Though utterly devastating, her father’s sudden death and her mother’s drawn...

    NUMBER SIX by Leslie Kain

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    NUMBER SIXby Leslie Kain  Having spent two hours testifying in court on behalf of one of her patients, Dr. Samena Burns headed to her office. It was a brilliant...

    BLISTERING EYES by Bettina Rotenberg

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    BLISTERING EYESby Bettina Rotenberg  She woke up and carefully climbed down from the large bed which seemed like a vast sea of pillows, sheets, and quilt, rumpled now, as...

    SOMEPLACE WARM by Paul-John Ramos

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    SOMEPLACE WARMby Paul-John Ramos   1About every 20 to 30 minutes, I put my hand on the radiators and pipes.  It was usually bedroom radiator on the far right, pipe...

    KAZANTZAKIS AT HOME by Larry Smith

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    KAZANTZAKIS AT HOMEby Larry Smith     He was so old that some of the kids said he took the very first shit that ever made the olives grow. Many of...

    A MEETING WITH THE PIG by Carolyn Soyars

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    A MEETING WITH THE PIGby Carolyn Soyars Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their...