SWEET DREAMS by Jasmine Dalrymple

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SWEET DREAMSby Jasmine Dalrymple It’s just a dream it’s just a dream I keep telling myself.My eyes jolt open and my heart begins to race, I’m in near sweat from that nightmare. The rhythm of my...

WINTER’S CALL by Brian Schulz

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            It has been snowing for eight days.  Steady snow, constant, hour after hour.  Sometimes heavy, occasionally just in wisps.  The wind has come up a couple of times and stirred things, whipping the...

CLOSING TIME by Edith Boyd

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CLOSING TIMEby Edith Boyd Mr. Colton’s wife sounded nice on the phone. She called the store often, and when she did, I got a good feeling, except when she was upset about one of their...

A GIFT FIT FOR A QUEEN by Dru Richman

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Olivia sat under a painted sky watching the suns go down. Her husbands had put the children to bed and now she was enjoying a moment of blissful quiet. It had been over ten...

THE THRALLS OF THE BLISTERING COLD Jensen Goudeau

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There was was nothing but a frenzied swirl of snow out side of the mouth of the cavern and darkness up ahead from what Cian could tell. The air smelled of mold and rust....

EVERYBODY NEEDS SOMETHING – By Melanie Pappadis Faranello

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EVERYBODY NEEDS SOMETHINGBy Melanie Pappadis Faranello Thanksgiving was in a couple of months and Sal considered who he might call on the occasion he’d ever have his son for a holiday—Christmas, or New Years, or...

A NATIVE AUSPICE by Joseph Garcia

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A NATIVE AUSPICEby Joseph Garcia I can hear the teeth of the comb scrape against my scalp. I tightly clench my jaw without a sound to prove my grit to my father. His hair is...

THE MAN IN CUBICLE 2200 by Heide Arbitter

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THE MAN IN CUBICLE 2200By Heide Arbitter As a boy, he lived in a largely unfurnished thirty room mansion. His pious parents did not let him play with toys, nor make friends with children from...

CLOSURE by Jonathan L. Shaffer

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The elevator door opened. It was thoroughly unremarkable, as many apartment elevators would be. A red pleather jacket over a gray hoodie entered, eyes glued to his phone. “Can you push two for me?” he...

THE SERPENT QUEEN by Christina Holbrook

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“Holy Crap!” Caroline screamed, and scrambled back into the air-conditioned house, slamming shut the sliding glass door to the patio. She should have softened her blasphemy to, say, “Crap!” But in her terrible fright,...