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Fiction - Year III - Number 19 - December 2018

    EL SEÑOR DE LOS MILAGROS by Janet Barrow

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    EL SEÑOR DE LOS MILAGROSby Janet Barrow Señor Arellano walked slowly along Jiron Junín, his cane tapping nervously against the ground. The streets, a hive of agitated activity less...

    STAY by Mariana Sabino

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    STAYby Mariana Sabino As I stood outside the house, a bottled-down stillness came over me. I caught a strong whiff of mold – sweetened somehow. Soon enough, the door...

    SORRY BETSY by Mimi Karabulut

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    SORRY BETSYby Mimi Karabulut   I take a seat, but this table is all wrong. It’s too old for the room. The room has a modern feel to it, but the table is creaky...

    EROSA by Whitney Judd

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    EROSAby Whitney Judd "Damn you, Erosa, for ever coming into my life!""Shii, poor little boy."  It was a crawling sneer and spoken slowly, and it ate up everything.  "Pobrecito...

    PICKIN’ UP THE PIECES by Larry Hamilton

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    PICKIN’ UP THE PIECESby Larry L. Hamilton When Uncle Luke called him “Your Honor” in his best big round revival voice and rolled out words about satisfying the court...

    WHAT THINGS, THESE THINGS, STIR THE HEART by Joe De Quattro

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    WHAT THINGS, THESE THINGS, STIR THE HEARTby Joe De Quattro      In voicing his uncertainty Martin Colliver felt he was making a declaration. “I have no idea how to do...

    NO BOYS ALLOWED by Jessica Simpkiss

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    NO BOYS ALLOWEDby Jessica Simpkiss Clint was fifteen when an accident killed our father. I can still remember the look on my mother’s face as she tried to tell...

    GOFER ALL OR NOTHING by Katrina Johnston

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    GOFER ALL OR NOTHINGby Katrina Johnston The speciality at the Hampton Grill is huge cheeseburgers with wedge-cut fries. I'm on the normal day shift now. Hooray! Lucky me. Compared...

    ARMISTICE by Halle Carter

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    ARMISTICEby Halle J. Carter Now that most everyone has gone, Lexa can hear what’s going on in the tiny kitchen off of the living room. The TV is up...

    A GAME OF SOLITAIRE by June Kino-Cullen

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    A GAME OF SOLITAIREby June Kino-Cullen Days go by without winning. I tell myself it’s okay. It’s the process that counts. Keeps my old brain sharp. The more I...