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Fiction - Year IV - Number 25 - June 2019

    FLING MAN by Louis Gallo

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    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...

    BELFAST BLUES by Edith Tarbescu

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    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...

    FROM BAUHAUS TO DACHAU by Allen Levaniel

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    FROM BAUHAUS TO DACHAUby Allen Levaniel The soldiers raid the apartment building and round up every tenant; children, too. The building erupts in chaos, with SS men shouting and...

    A SACRED TRADITION by Paul Kivelson

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    A SACRED TRADITIONby Paul Kivelson Ricky was tall, and not just for his age. He could fit on his old bike only by bending his back up tight and...

    PLATYPUS by Peter Crowley

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    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...

    REFUSE by Kevin Haslam

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    A HARD CALL TO MAKEby Kristine Sarasin  Before she got to the restaurant Shyanne had thought that a pair of dark wash jeans, tiny black heels, and a white...

    DOING OKAY by Abraham Assed

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    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...

    LICKS by Mary Elizabeth Cartwright

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    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...

    SOMEBODY’S COMING TO TOWN by Michael Walker

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    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...

    THE BLOOD BEARER by Julian Darragjati

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    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...