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    LIES by William Torphy

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               LIES  (As Mentiras)   William Torphy      Docento was a master on the pandeiro, the Brazilian tambourine, and was considered the best...

    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...

    TEMPTATION by Ashley Jones

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    Temptation      Warm drops of rain caress Melanie’s rosy cheeks. Rays of gold peek through clouds. The terrace opened out into a sea of greenery. Jim stares as Melanie...

    THE BUTTON MAKES THREE by Dex Campbell

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    The Button Makes Three By Dex Campbell Will and Dawn stared at the red button installed on top of the white pedestal. “One...

    THE CASUAL THINKER by Marcus Berkemeier

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    The Casual Thinker Many consider Samantha to be my best girlfriend since we’ve known each other for at least five years and, most weekends in Los Angeles, we are...

    THROUGH MY BROTHER’S EYES – By Mike Tupa

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    THROUGH MY BROTHER’S EYESBy Michael Jerry Tupa "C'mon, man.""Ferget it, dude. Like, I ain't in the mood for trompin' around Mt. Piedi tonight and eatin' cold grits. I got...

    JULIE IN CHICAGO by Eric Lutz

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    JULIE IN CHICAGOby Eric Lutz Julie sat on her balcony. It was midday on a Wednesday. She wore khaki shorts, a lime green bikini top, and sunglasses. She drank...

    HOME by Sarah Moore

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    HOMEby Sarah Moore   “Ma’am, I just need you to sign here,” said the FedEx guy. A notepad poked out from beneath the carcass of the wolf-dog-creature-thing in his...

    THE PLANE RIDE By Kay Merkel Boruff

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    THE PLANE RIDEBy Kay Merkel Boruff There is a place where time stands still. Raindrops hang motionless in air. Pendulums ofclocks float mid-swing. Dogs raise their muzzles in silent...

    AT TAFT POINT by Liana Andreasen

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    AT TAFT POINTby Liana Andreasen Bouncing from boulder to boulder and all around the Valley, shrill voices blend with the cries of high-flying birds.By early November, Glacier Point Road...