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Fiction - Year V - Number 28 - September 2019

    IGOR THE CHANGELING by Titus Green

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      IGOR THE CHANGELINGBy Titus Green   “The future has no other reality than as present hope, and the past is no more than present memory.” (Jorge Luis Borges)A hostile stranger ten yards in front of...

    PHOTOGRAPHER by Paul Perilli

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    PHOTOGRAPHERBy Paul Perilli  Last month, back from Portugal two days, I went to see a client and after that I hailed a taxi on lower Broadway to take me...

    SHAME by Harry Ricciardi

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    SHAMEby Harry Ricciardi  In Nelson’s dockyard, Wayne was working.  On the back of some fancy plastic boat, the fitting had broken that held the wire that ran inside the...

    A ROMANTIC TIME AT EAST BEACH by Rose Quacker

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    A ROMANTIC TIME AT EAST BEACHby Rose Quacker I worried grains of sand between my toes and between my fingers, pondering the cliché, everlasting thoughts of a romantic. Deep...

    PATRICIDE by Alan Swyer

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    PATRICIDEby Alan Swyer Year after year Tom Campbell longed to trade peddling for creating, a condition he playfully (but privately) claimed owed to "screenplay envy." Even once his heart...

    FOUR DAYS OF RAIN by Anita Haas

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    FOUR DAYS OF RAINBy Anita Haas “I gotta pick up Susi at her grandma’s. Back in an hour. Think you can handle the place on your own that long,...

    PALE ASHES OF BAYONNE by Christopher Marchesano

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    PALE ASHES OF BAYONNE, NEW JERSEYBy Chris Marchesano The last casino I was booted from didn’t even bother asking about my father. No one seemed to notice the other...

    THE FASTEST GUN ON 441 by R. W. Haynes

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    THE FASTEST GUN ON 441By R.W. Haynes OK, here’s the story.The setting is a semi-rural 7-11 type store. There’s a kind of lean and hungry lookin, raggedy, kind of...

    VALENTINE’S DAY by Christopher Johnson

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    VALENTINE’S DAYby Christopher Johnson Dad was of the World War II generation. The Greatest Generation. Born in 1920, came of age during the Great Depression. Dad wore his body...

    RELIEF by Edward Lee

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    RELIEFBy  Edward Lee         She is unable to think of a different word to describe how she feels, a more sympathetic word, one that doesn’t sound so unkind, mercenary. So,...