Fiction - Year III - Number 11 - January 2018

    UNDESIRABLES by Dustin Pickering

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    UNDESIRABLESby Dustin Pickering Some nights are more intense than others. Any night Ms. Courtney Devra sang is one of those nights. Her voice is serene and hypnotic, full of...

    DAY’S WORK by J. David Liss

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    DAY’S WORKby J. David Liss I. Washington, DC spread its legs as the train from New York pulled into Union Station. It was the earliest train...

    CHIME PHOBIA by Helen Grochmal

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    CHIME PHOBIAby Helen Grochmal Clary and Myra were friends, let there be no questioning of that. Well, they were sort of friends. When one needed fresh garlic, the other...

    GORSE by Ben Rosenthal

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    GORSEby Ben Rosenthal They picked up Wild Gorse at McCarren International and there he was, dragging a reptile skin embossed travel case. He wore a mackerel-colored seersucker meant to...

    MEETING MINUTES by Brooke Reynolds

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    MEETING MINUTESby Brooke Reynolds   Jessica Derby slipped into room A19 just in time. It was her first PTA committee meeting. She had no idea what to expect having just...

    CHILDREN AT PLAY by Dana Hart

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    CHILDREN AT PLAYby Dana Hart Every second Tuesday of the month is Career Day for Mrs. Ainsley’s Saving Grace Kiddos sixth graders, an amusing change of pace from singing psalms to...

    GOLDEN BROWN by Souzi Gharib

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    GOLDEN BROWNby Souzi Gharib  "What is the colour of your eyes?" an articulate voice inquires."Golden brown," I answer with the ease only characteristic of self-description, particularly the  physiognomic  type....

    AND THEN WHAT COULD YOU DO? By Maureen McCafferty

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    AND THEN WHAT COULD YOU DO?by Maureen McCafferty The doctor stood behind her desk, offering a steady hand and smile, as if Maeve had come to open a checking...

    A WINTER COAT by Sevasti Iyama

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    A WINTER COATby Sevasti Iyama On a nightstand, there were red roses in a glass vase. Against the hospital’s stark fluorescent lighting, the roses made Calliope’s eyes hurt. That...

    DAMAGE COLLATERAL by Susannah Luthi

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    DAMAGE COLLATERALby Susannah Louise part i We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide...