Fiction - Year IV - Number 25 - June 2019

    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...

    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...

    COOLNESS by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois

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    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...

    HAWAII IN A BOX by Beth Weaver

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    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...

    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...

    POSTERS by Catherine Link

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    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...

    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...

    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...

    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...