Fiction - Year III - Number 15 - August 2018

A MEETING WITH THE PIGby Carolyn Soyars Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend...

SOMEPLACE WARMby Paul-John Ramos   1About every 20 to 30 minutes, I put my hand on the radiators and pipes.  It was usually bedroom radiator on the far right, pipe running down through the bathroom, then...

TIN SOLDIERby Toni Morgan   We all stared at the words San Ignacio painted on a piece of weathered wood nailed to a stake pounded into the ground.  An arrow pointed toward the mountains.“Jesus, that road looks worse...

BLISTERING EYESby Bettina Rotenberg  She woke up and carefully climbed down from the large bed which seemed like a vast sea of pillows, sheets, and quilt, rumpled now, as she tried to organize her covers...

KAZANTZAKIS AT HOMEby Larry Smith     He was so old that some of the kids said he took the very first shit that ever made the olives grow. Many of the people on the block believed...

THE NIGHT MAINTENANCE MANby John Tavares Occasionally, when she felt lonely and depressed on graveyard shifts at the hospital, June had late night trysts with the night maintenance man in her locked broom closet and...

WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT TURKEYby E. P. Tuazon My colleague, Faruk Irgulu, was talking.  Faruk was the head of our English Department at the school we taught at and sometimes that...

NUMBER SIXby Leslie Kain  Having spent two hours testifying in court on behalf of one of her patients, Dr. Samena Burns headed to her office. It was a brilliant spring morning, with daffodils nodding their...

BLUE WATERby Andrew Mitin    The Home Twilight moon through now-falling snow.  The quiet flakes embrace over asphalt fissures of street bed.  The world has changed since last the sun.  Benevolent spirits have been decorating and...

FINER THINGSby Maureen Hossbacher Even in retrospect, Wesley Byrne is disinclined to acknowledge the cliché of his affair with Ellie.  He was past forty and starting to bald.  Ellie Mattisen, his secretary then, was twenty-five. ...