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Fiction - Year II - Number 6 - March 2017

    BOYS by Mathias Byerly

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    BOYSBy Mathias Byerly             A crowd of about a hundred newly high school graduates burst out in enthusiasm, tossing their caps into the air. The crowd disperses after a few moments of congratulations from each...

    PURGATION by Thomas Elson

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    PURGATIONBy Thomas Elson Friday, February 19, 1982. Berdan Daily Tribune. The Ninnescah County Sheriff’s Department reported a Roads and Bridges employee discovered a partially nude female body near a ditch seven miles from Berdan. Her...

    SERVICES by Jim Zinaman

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    SERVICESBy Jim Zinaman The crunch of little white stones beneath his tires ceased as Jimmy braked to a stop in a Ford Escort rental.  A long and winding driveway through a stand of pines off...

    THE WONDERER by David Massey

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    THE WONDERERBy David Massey In all times Eadwine has known the loneliness of a Frankenstein’s monster, without father, mother, or natural ties, and little wonder is it that the most long-ago of his Germanic selves--earth-walker,...

    GETTING THERAPY IN BEIJING IS A PRODUCTION

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    GETTING THERAPY IN BEIJING IS A PRODUCTION- An excerpt from a novel “Waiting for Love Child”by Maya Alexandri I went to the International Harmony Hospital family counseling clinic because – well, because I’m an American...

    VINDICATION by Matthew Emma

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    VINDICATIONBy Matthew Emma (Dedicated to John Liotine, a man who showed the courage to do what few men would)      While a man many reviled did not gain heroic status on Virginia Air Flight 334, he, at...

    CONNECT THE DOTS by Alex Clark-McGlenn

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    CONNECT THE DOTSBy Alex Clark-McGlenn Author's Note: The names of those involved in this piece have been changed to protect their privacy. 10:40pm February 23rd             I’m just home when Jessie calls me into the living room. I...

    CLICK by Patrick Jahnke

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    CLICKBy Patrick Jahnke We walked all around the town. We walked across streets during rush hour and across abandoned dirt roads. We walked down the road to Ms. Harris’s Convenient Store, on some days, and...

    WASTED LIFE IDIOT by Katie Baker

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    WASTED LIFE IDIOTBy Katie Baker The morning it broke was brilliant, a warm June morning as clear as water in a crystal glass. The sun rode high in the sky by 10:00, and the leaves...

    FINDING THE END by Idalis Nieves

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    FINDING THE ENDBy Idalis Nieves             Ebony Rose didn’t care for interacting with the other students in her sixth grade class other than through the seating chart devised by Mrs. Anna. The kids in her...