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Fiction - Year III - Number 19 - December 2018

    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...

    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...

    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...

    THE SLEEPING PERSON EXHIBIT by Alexis David

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    THE SLEEPING PERSON EXHIBITby Alexis David   It was raining when we went to the sleeping person exhibit and when we came out both our wool sweaters became damp and maybe between our legs...

    A PITSTOP ON THE ROAD TO REDEMPTION by Mark Kaye

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    A PITSTOP ON THE ROAD TO REDEMPTIONby Mark Kaye In the centre of the town square stood a fountain in the middle of which was a statue of a...

    THREAT OF RAIN by Brian Stumbaugh

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    THREAT OF RAINby Brian Stumbaugh "Pass the scrubber?"He slides her the yellow nylon scrubber, a soapy mesh lemon in his hands, slick in the luke warm water.  Their fingers...

    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...

    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...

    ON THE WAY TO FLORIDA by Thomas Genevieve

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    ON THE WAY TO FLORIDAby Thomas Genevieve Holly knew Keith would blast the air conditioning the entire trip, and he did. Smiling, she pulled the sweatshirt she brought in...