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Fiction - Year V - Number 29 - October 2019

    Hero Karma by Mariel Yovino

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    WHAT ARE YOU SAVING IT FOR?By John McLennon Monika entered Carnal Love, one of Berlin’s basement nightclubs. The men all wore uniforms of the lowest rank, common soldaten on leave, fresh out of training before the Reich shoved them...

    HERO KARMA

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    DIGNITY OF A DOG by Mizuno Senko, translated by Marissa Skeels

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    DIGNITY OF A DOGBy Mizuno SenkoTranslated from Japanese by Marissa Skeels “You. Does anything bother you about the way your husband is?” Yoshino whipped around to face me.“Me?” I was mortified. I’d not said a...

    WHIRLWIND by A. G. Dumas

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    WHIRLWINDBy A. G. Dumas She sat turned in the front seat facing the passenger window withtears in her eyes. By mid-afternoon they reached Leeds, the departurepoint from the highway for travelers venturing to Yorkshire.When columns...

    STALKING CHORE by Joshua Eric Swedlow

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    STALKING CHOREby Joshua Eric Swedlow A one-story house on a familiar street in the early morning can be seen as the sun rises.  Light shines in a soft haze on the dew and mist hanging...

    AMSTERDAM by Ruth Deming

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    AMSTERDAMby Ruth Deming After my second cup of Starbucks Coffee, the world was looking mighty beautiful. As assistant librarian of the Willow Grove Library – and I promise not to joke about the lack of...

    LUZCINDA by Adrianna Zapata

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    LUZCINDAby Adrianna Zapata Sitting at the bench under her window sill, Luz Rivera could make out the entirety of her street. The road separating the two lanes of houses is narrow, making it so nobody...

    MELANCHOLY by Dell R. Lipscomb

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    MELANCHOLYby Dell R. Lipscomb “I got an application from somebody at Alton Diabetic Supplies,” Paige stated. “Lanesha Timmons. She listed you as a reference.”It took a few moments for Louisa Barrow to remember her erstwhile...

    FIRE OF THE GODS by Nofel Nawras

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    FIRE OF THE GODSby Nofel Nawras ‘Your darn right I’m het up. I want to know who that varmint is and what he’s a doin’ on my land.’Maisy Lou was low down trailer trash from...

    DOWNTOWN WALDOS by Mark Massaro

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    DOWNTOWN WALDOSby Mark Massaro  Riley, my pot-dealers girlfriend, arched her body over the enormous yoga ball in front of my while I sat on their couch as he weighed out quarter bags on a digital...