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Fiction - Year III - Number 19 - December 2018

    OUR LAST MONTHS by Judith Helen Goode

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    OUR LAST MONTHSby Judith Helen Goode My wife is dying of cancer.We have been together thirty years and stayed in love for all of them. We share ideas, politics, world view, sex, fun, family. Have...

    THE DECAYING AND BLOOMING MIND by Diego Lorenzo Leyva

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    THE DECAYING AND BLOOMING MINDby Diego Lorenzo Leyva Psychotic Break Bring on the psychotic break! We're strong enough for it! We shall let this heavy burden ride our backs until we, proud horses, perish. Welcome to the...

    A GAME OF SOLITAIRE by June Kino-Cullen

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    A GAME OF SOLITAIREby June Kino-Cullen Days go by without winning. I tell myself it’s okay. It’s the process that counts. Keeps my old brain sharp. The more I play, the quicker I move that...

    EL SEÑOR DE LOS MILAGROS by Janet Barrow

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    EL SEÑOR DE LOS MILAGROSby Janet Barrow Señor Arellano walked slowly along Jiron Junín, his cane tapping nervously against the ground. The streets, a hive of agitated activity less than an hour before, were now...

    MR. DARLING CONFRONTS A VISION by Andrew Mitin

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    MR. DARLING CONFRONTS A VISIONby Andrew Mitin Mr. Darling    James to his wife and father    Jim to his friends and co-workers and    Jimmy to his motherwas not a morbid man, or rather a morbid young man, since...

    GOFER ALL OR NOTHING by Katrina Johnston

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    GOFER ALL OR NOTHINGby Katrina Johnston The speciality at the Hampton Grill is huge cheeseburgers with wedge-cut fries. I'm on the normal day shift now. Hooray! Lucky me. Compared to the night-time slogs, the dinner...

    ARMISTICE by Halle Carter

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    ARMISTICEby Halle J. Carter Now that most everyone has gone, Lexa can hear what’s going on in the tiny kitchen off of the living room. The TV is up loud enough that she has to...

    EVERYTHING TASTES LIKE TIN by Bari Hein

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    EVERYTHING TASTES LIKE TINby Bari Hein Wherever Joe’s youngest son goes, trouble follows.His older two, Jacob and Luke, managed to grow up without breaking a single bone between them. Matthew, on the other hand, broke...

    A PITSTOP ON THE ROAD TO REDEMPTION by Mark Kaye

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    A PITSTOP ON THE ROAD TO REDEMPTIONby Mark Kaye In the centre of the town square stood a fountain in the middle of which was a statue of a giant conch adorned with twisted ivy...

    THE RETURN OF THE TUNNEL RATS by Michael Walker

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    THE RETURN OF THE TUNNEL RATSby Michael S. Walker It was in Great Vale Park that I last saw George Oliver.He was a drummer. He had been the drummer in a punk band I had...