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    TRIGER WARNING TRIGER WARNING by David Leys

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    “So was Lucy there tonight?” I was driving Finn home from Irish dancing. “No, she says she’s not doing it any more,” he said. “Ever.”

    WHEN SUSAN MET BECCA by Carolyn Linck

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    When Susan Met Becca Even in her kitten heels, Susan O’Leary swayed softly like the couples on the dance floor, as Etta James’s “At Last” blared from the sound system. She walked across the lawn...

    I’LL FIND MY OWN WAY OUT By Scott Kauffman

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    I'LL FIND MY OWN WAY OUTBy Scott Kauffman “Those two just threw themselves into everything, and we told each other that’s the pluck one must...

    INTIMATE by Susie Gharib

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    Intimate “I wanted to intimate something and not to be intimate,” I explained with a bitter grin. He always boasted about his excellent command of English but that sex-charged adjective that resembled a verb he had...

    AN URBAN STORY by Douglas Canter

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    An Urban Story Margo Price played softly on the radio as Da’Shana and Carol talked about their weeks. “Another glass of Chardonnay?” Carol asked, her blue-green eyes widening, her voice carrying the “a” sound in...

    CONJURED by Mary Daurio

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                                  Conjured                                                             Jamie shivered, and pulled the covers closer around himself. He escaped into his book and illuminated every word with a flashlight. The sounds...

    THE PHOTOGRAPH by Marcella Meeks

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    THE PHOTOGRAPHby Marcella Simmons Last week, my husband Gene and I went to Santa Fe, New Mexico for our fifteenth anniversary. Santa Fe is where we met and we...

    DOJOJI by David Massey

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    DOJOJI  By David Massey             I am pacing, like a wild animal in a cage, waiting for Mr. Mason.  He will be carrying a gun, and...

    ONE, TWO, THREE, BANANA by Robert Kirkley

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    ONE, TWO, THREE, BANANAby Bob Kirkley On the first Saturday of May, Barry's mother signed him up for soccer camp, the two-year-old class.  She sighed.  Now came the tricky...

    PEBBLES by Susie Gharib

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    Pebbles Let me speak of madness that surpasses description. He addressed the pebbles he collected with the utmost respect. He gave them names and whispered in their ears, though I could not tell which parts...