Fiction - Year IV - Number 25 - June 2019

DOING OKAYby Abraham Assed One late Friday afternoon during tenth grade, I walked to the 7-Eleven a few blocks away from my house. I went inside and wandered around the shelves of candy, chips, jerky,...

FLING MANby Louis Gallo Back in town, recently divorced, old friends scattered, I’m longing for feminine affection as I take to the streets and head in the direction of Jambalaya headquarters in this abandoned warehouse on lower...

COOLNESSBy  Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois CoolnessThey shiver through my classes. Stuffed uncomfortably into student desks circa 1894, icicles form at the end of their noses. The classroom has a wood stove half the size of a...

HAWAII IN A BOXby Beth Nixon Weaver JACKIE YANKED OPEN THE PERKY PINK BEACH CHAIR and plopped down. It popped open several notches, pitching her backwards. Her head hit the metal bar and she found...

LICKSby Mary Elizabeth Cartwright Jud Nasery followed his twin brother, Ander, into Potter Fields, the smallest stable in Versailles, Kentucky. Every Saturday morning during the summer before college, the two eighteen-year-olds were in charge of...

SOMEBODY’S COMIN’ TO TOWNby Michael S. Walker I was hired for Christmas help by a retail store in Columbus, Ohio, and let go (unceremoniously) after Christmas was over. I am actually a musician (guitarist/vocalist/songwriter) and...

POSTERSby Catherine J. Link             Maureen knew she shouldn't have let the kids go trick or treating by themselves.  She'd had a bad feeling about it, but when her eleven-year-old son, promising to take care of...

BELFAST BLUESby Edith Tarbescu Ted told his brother he would fly over for the wake. He paid his landlady the next month’s rent on his flat in Queens, New York and flew to Dublin.  After...

PLATYPUSby Peter Crowley One morning there was a platypus walking through our backyard. I awoke my wife and suggested that we take some photographs. She agreed and perched by the window, ready to snap pictures...

THE BLOOD BEARERby Julian Darragjati The clarinet bellowed a series of rippling tremolos, then broke into strident bursts before bleeding a woeful, as if unending wail.Edmond winced. He stood in line before a busy, prepaid...