Fiction - Year IV - Number 23 - April 2019

    WANTED MAN by Anahit Petrosyan

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    WANTED MANby Anahit Petrosyan Now that he was suspended, Levi lied down in the back seat of his car and closed his eyes, going back three weeks to when he had been assigned this undercover...

    ONE NIGHT IN A NAMELESS TOWN by Matthew Abuelo

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    ONE NIGHT IN A NAMELESS TOWNby Matthew Abuelo It was another sleepless night in a long line of sleepless nights for Jimmy Miles. He was kept awake by a sharp pain that started in his...

    THE COMPANY HE KEEPS by John Garcia

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    THE COMPANY HE KEEPSby John Garcia He sits at an empty table in Leon Cafe in downtown Guatemala City. Looking up, he watches the uneven, twirling blades of a dust-covered ceiling fan, and slides over...

    DROVE MY CHEVY TO THE LEVEE BUT THE LEVEE WAS DRY by Beth Goldner

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    DROVE MY CHEVY TO THE LEVEE BUT THE LEVEE WAS DRYby Beth Goldner I stole the Jackson Marlowe sculpture, Cattails for Wendy, from the front yard of Jackson’s very own house. The stems were made of rebar...

    LETTERS TO JULIA by Sara Cummings

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    LETTERS TO JULIAby Sara Cummings It felt like it had been decades since I’d last been home and driving down the same roads that I’d driven for the first 18 years of my life. It...

    SOMETHING GRAND by Joann Smith

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    SOMETHING GRANDby Joann Smith “My God, it’s the church,” Mary Ryan cried as she and her neighbors Dora Amato and Eddie and Carol Edmunds turned the corner onto the Grand Concourse.Mary Ryan had been lying...

    BOSON’S BEST by Keay Davidson

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    BOSON'S BESTby Keay Davidson This is the story of how Ester the apple farmer and her trusty sidekick Nick became the heroes of Boson. Of course, I must inform you that once you enter Boson,...

    NINE / TEN by David Robbins

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    NINE / TENby David Robbins 1 For six months, Arthur Kramer treated me like he was doing me a favor by planking me. I let it happen because you’re out in the ninth if you don’t...

    ROAD RAGE by Sharon Frame Gay

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    ROAD RAGEby Sharon Frame Gay The police told our family that Jason, my husband, died instantly when his car swerved off the road and down a steep ravine. That's not true. It's what police like...

    BY NO MEANS by B. P. Herrington

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    BY NO MEANSby B. P. Herrington The fly skittering across the sales counter fiddled its forelegs and sprang up in an aimless drift.  In the acrid odor of fertilizer and feed, Davis slouched at the...