Fiction - Year II - Number 8 - July 2017

    LOLA By Dana C Verdino

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    LOLABy Dana C Verdino The young man with the tie exited the back of the café and into a sunlit alleyway that had a good temperature, despite the rancid smell from nearby dumpsters. He made...

    THE CLIFF By Kevin Wiggins

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    THE CLIFFBy Kevin Wiggins The sky, devoid of clouds, allowed the sun to blister the land all day; until the night and the stars and a full moon prevailed.For Justin, as he sat on the...

    MÈI MEI / YOUNGER SISTER By Colin Wolcott

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    mèi mei n. Chin. YOUNGER SISTER By Colin Wolcott I'm at Lucky’s Lounge tonight. My sister asked me to come. Actually, I'm still in the parking lot. And I've been in the parking lot, sitting in...

    A FOTOGRAFIA Para João Bernardo

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    A FOTOGRAFIA De João Bernardo Dormia profundamente, como já não fazia há muito tempo, pois tinha reencontrado a felicidade e a paz de espírito. Tinha encontrado alguém com quem partilhar o bem mais precioso do mundo....

    SHADOWS IN EMPTY ROOMS By Mike D’Angelo

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    SHADOWS IN EMPTY ROOMSBy M. Cid D’Angelo             There’s Pat Methany on the radio: misty music somehow in the somber glow of the dash lights. A lonely train chugs through the tune and the trucker...

    RECREATION By David Mecklenburg

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    RE-CREATION By David Mecklenburg It’s short for Adeline, but nobody calls me that. Anyway, just relax and don’t worry about it. I was going to tell you that 10,000 Union and Confederate soldiers fought on the...

    THE DOLL FACTORY By Elizabeth Brewer

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    THE DOLL FACTORY By Elizabeth Brewer I once woke to find my reflection unfamiliar.  No longer a human as I had previously been, I was an old doll; cracked and broken down.  Face crumbling as my...

    TWICE A WEEK THE WINTER THOROUGH By Dan Berick

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    TWICE A WEEK THE WINTER THOROUGH By Dan Berick “This is another one of my mother’s great ideas.”  That was all that I could think of as I stood in the gray slush on the sidewalk...

    STARR: A LOVE STORY By A.R. Bender

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    STARR: A LOVE STORYBy A. R. Bender Once again, the 7a.m. steam whistle blew over Seattle’s Todd Pacific Shipyards in the Harbor Island industrial area and the workers slowly emerged out of the locker rooms...

    THE CLOCK By Michael Onofrey

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    THE CLOCKBy Michael Onofrey A corrugated awning, extending out from the side of the warehouse, provides shade. Mid-September and hot, and it’ll remain that way for another month. But still, people take their breaks outside....