Home Fiction - Year IV - Number 26 - July 2019

Fiction - Year IV - Number 26 - July 2019

    A NIGHT OF FIREFLIES by Gail Hosking

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    A NIGHT OF FIREFLIESby Gail Hosking I listen to the story again, the one on the edge of memory ready to be told like something written from the future backwards. A night stored away in...

    THE ERA OF GOOD FEELINGS by Lawrence Uri

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    THE ERA OF GOOD FEELINGSLawrence Uri The Two Americas Barrier began as a metaphor that eclipsed all realities, and became a reality that eclipses all metaphors.Jen is looking ahead, through the windshield, over the plain...

    THE EULOGY by Christopher Cooper

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    THE EULOGYby Christopher Cooper  The day after I sold my novel was my father’s funeral. And while I should have been looking forward to promoting my book, all I could think about were the numerous...

    SMOKEY THE THERAPY CAT by Andrew Miller

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    SMOKEY THE THERAPY CATby Andrew Miller   Last week Jeff Streeter drove me to the clam flats in his Ford Model T to scatter Patricia’s ashes. We went before sunrise, her favorite time of day. Jeff...

    ABANDON by Owen McGrann

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    ABANDONby Owen McGrann              The light streams through the blinds and floods the room.  It awakens me, unbidden – often times before 6 am.  The park across the street bleeds its bluster into the house.  The dog is up...

    BASIL THE GREEK by Mark Halpern

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    BASIL THE GREEKBy Mark Halpern I’d prepared meticulously – beyond any possible need – and waited at the little Starbucks tucked behind the escalator that carries dark-suited bankers and whatnot up from the station.  A...

    COWHIDE by Alan Berger

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    COWHIDEby Alan Berger She grew up aware of the process of slaughter.She heard it. She saw saw it, she smelled it, she ate it.That is how it turns up down on the farm. This little big...

    UNCLE by Amanda Gamache

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    UNCLEby Amanda Gamache-Mitchell I realized he knew he was dying by the look in his eyes, by the tone in his voice, as he began to tell me about his experiences in World War II....

    LOVE(D) by Sasha Chinnaya

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    LOVE(D)by Sasha Chinnaya Night. A stack of blank pages intimidates me. A few empty containers once filled with coffee form a wall on my temporary desk. My mind searches for answers wrapped in a pretty...