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Fiction - Year IV - Number 27 - August 2019

    THE RESCUE by Elie Axelroth

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    THE RESCUEby Elie Axelroth The stranger who rescued him was a dark-skinned woman. He heard the swish of her silky dress, the clicking of high heels as she approached along the pedestrian walkway on the...

    LECHERY by Alex R. Encomienda

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    LECHERYby Alex R. Encomienda Gene and Phillip walked into the tiny, tin-box shaped coffee shop uptown of Ithaca and picked a quiet spot by the window. As they sat down, Gene realized that he had...

    A BORING LIFE by Barbara Borst

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    A BORING LIFEby Barbara Borst “You’re not really going, are you?”Laura wasn’t sure which of the guests milling about her living room had lofted that question over the din.“Of course not,” she replied to them...

    HOW TO BUILD A BRICK WALK by David Landsperger

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    HOW TO BUILD A BRICK WALKby David Landsperger     It was a beautiful Sunday morning in July and he knew exactly what to do with it. Doing nothing would give him too much time to think,...

    A RARE THING by Matthew Chacko

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    A RARE THINGby Matthew Chacko When Joel opened with, “Oh my god, do I have the craziest thing to tell you,” Ellie expected to hear of his roommates’ latest transgression, a topic they frequented on...

    A POCKET OF AIR by Annette Freeman

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    A POCKET OF AIRby Annette Freeman   Denny gave the cast of the play one round of perfunctory applause, a quick slap together of his palms, then he was heading for the door. He pushed out...

    THREE SMALL WORDS by Paul Lamb

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    THREE SMALL WORDSby Paul Lamb Three small words. Just three syllables.“Don’t tell Mom.”What brother might say to brother, but less likely from father to son. Words calling for trust and, in the same breath, betrayal.“Don’t...

    MEETING JOHN AND THERESA by Jeffrey Hill

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    MEETING JOHN AND THERESAby Jeffrey Hill       The people file out of the subway car.  The people file into the subway car.  It is cramped.  Some sit.  Some stand.  The man, woman, and child choose to...

    ELIZABETH PETTIGREW by Richard Bader

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    ELIZABETH PETTIGREWby Richard Bader She opened the door before we could knock, in a long silver dress and hair the same color, scarlet lips framing too-white teeth. “How awfully kind of you to come!” she...

    THE YOUNG WARRIORS by Steve Slavin

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    THE YOUNG WARIORSby Steve Slavin 1The day before I left for basic training, I sat in Katz’s, a massive family style delicatessen on the Lower Eastside. Widely known for its delicious pastrami, corned beef, and...