Fiction - Year III - Number 12 - April 2018

    THE CREEDE CONUNDRUM by Mari Wise

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    THE CREEDE CONUNDRUMby Mari Wise It’s been eight months since I have seen my family and it’s about time I got back to them. The stresses of life smothered me again, but this time I...

    ON THE STAIRS by Alex Lobera

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    ON THE STAIRSby Alex Lobera I met him on the stairs. I had never seen him before, and never saw him again. It was unusual to meet him there, because I never met anybody on...

    THE BLACK DEATH OF HAPPY HAVEN by A. Elizabeth Herting

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    THE BLACK DEATH OF HAPPY HAVENby  A. Elizabeth Herting The residents of the Happy Haven Retirement Community had no idea where the cat came from, just that he had been living there for as long...

    MEETING MELISSA by Edith Boyd

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    MEETING MELISSAby Edith Boyd             The  gate guard’s voice was different. Less deferential.“Mrs. Palmer, there’s a young woman named Melissa here to see you. ““Did she tell you her last name?” I said. “I don’t...

    CANDY IN THE VOID by Russ Bickerstaff

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    CANDY IN THE VOIDby Russ Bickerstaff Candy was slipping around at odd angles. It was difficult for her to find her footing in and midst all of the gravity that was going on. And there...

    NEW YORK SOUVENIR by Luke Bandy

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    NEW YORK SOUVENIRby Luke Bandy Fred held the copper coin in his fingertips. Its color almost matched his hair and its value matched how he felt about himself. He tightened a grip on the penny...

    TERRIBLE BLUE by Peter Hoppock

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        TERRIBLE BLUEBy Peter Hoppock    The pure blue sky peals in Barton’s ears like a single note from a church organ; harsh and unrelenting enough to shatter the thick glass of the picture window of his...

    VICISSITUDE by James Tucker

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    VICISSITUDEby James Tucker      “You can’t miss the giant weeping beech in the back yard”. Those are the last of the directions the landlord gave me. He was not wrong.The tree is a colossus demanding...

    CAGE by Joshua Sastre

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    CAGEby Joshua Sastre My mother stares at me through the wire mesh, not moving, breathing evenly. Taking notes in pencil, I ask her about my childhood, her previous marriage to my father and her current...

    BYRESH by Virginia Duke

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    BYRESHby Virginia Duke Byresh watched Katie scoot quartered hardboiled egg and cubes of ham to the side of her salad and squirt ranch dressing all over the top. She speared dripping olives, croutons, and cheese...