BETWEEN THE SHADOW AND THE SOUL by Bhavika Sicka

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BETWEEN THE SHADOWAND THE SOULby Bhavika Sicka    Shafiq stood overlooking the sprawling concrete wilderness that was Old City. The day was closing, and the muezzin's call to prayer could be heard wafting across terraces and...

SEA COW by David H. Miller

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SEA COWby D. Harrington Miller Edna’s knuckles cracked, a stark sound of snapping twigs that was muffled by the mud.  She clenched her fists again, letting the bones grind.  Open.  Close.  Open.  Close.  Hurt more...

THRIFT SHOP SWAN by Terry Sanville

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THRIFT SHOP SWANby Terry Sanville Eugene folded his umbrella, stomped on the welcome mat, then entered the Goodwill Store.The floor manager, Mingo, motioned him over. “If I were you, I wouldn’t go back there.”“Why? What’s...

ABBY’S GOODBYE by Sharon Frame Gay

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ABBY'S GOODBYEBy Sharon Frame Gay Abby saw the news on Facebook. Todd Conway died last night. The funeral will be held Saturday at The Church of the Woods in Deer Ridge. In lieu of flowers,...

OUT OF TUNE by Annina Lavee

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OUT OF TUNEBy Annina Lavee We’d all agreed; we’d all emailed; we’d all seen the photos online. We gathered in Ville Pieve a small village outside of Lucca, Italy at a five-hundred-year old villa in...

THE CHOICE by Zia Marshall

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THE CHOICEBy Zia Marshall Kaira stood at the edge of the water, watching the frothy waves as they swept over her bare feet before receding into the distant ocean. The waves danced over her feet,...

FLICKERS OF LIGHT by Hina Ahmed

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FLICKERS OF LIGHTBy Hina Ahmed “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.”       ---MaryAnne Williamson April...

THE DAY THE RICHEST POLE DIED by Ewa Mazierska

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THE DAY THE RICHEST POLE DIEDby Ewa Mazierska The Rs. lived in the last house on our road, in central, yet rural and god-forsaken Poland. One hundred metres north from them was a statue of...

THE KIND SOUL HE IS by Barbara Bottner

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THE KIND SOUL HE ISby Barbara Bottner “We’re not putting Boomer down,” says Dan, rushing after his morning shower. Our chocolate lab, Boomer, as if he were fluent in Death, sidles up to him, snuggles...

RESTART by Amada Matei

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RESTARTBy Amada Matei Restart. Reboot. Refresh. New day. Fresh start. Forget regrets. My therapist told me I needed to find a ritual to remind my inner demons that the past is gone and today I...