Fiction - Year V - Number 30 - November 2019

    THE THREE QUESTIONS OF LOVE by Jeff Hardin

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    THE THREE QUESTIONS OF LOVE By Jeff Hardin  In the days of siren and cyclops, a man with tightened brows hung his head in frustration.  He had a dilemma.  For the past two years, he had...

    THE PACKAGE by Christopher Carroll

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    THE PACKAGEBy Christopher Carroll On this dark and dreary Tuesday, Tom returned home from his trip. Tom walks up the stairs to his apartment door when he realizes that there is a weird looking package...

    DIRECTORY by Amanda Corbin

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    DIRECTORYby Amanda Corbin It had begun subtly: a renamed Olentangy here, a Charlotte moved twenty miles north there. At first, she faulted her brain as thought it labeled a rectangle a square. But as she...

    LAVE by Todd Dodson

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    LAVEBy Todd Dodson     It’s gentle at first. You are five and she sets you in the tub still filling with water. Even on her knees she looms over you, already getting to work with the...

    THE ANNIVERSARY by Renato Barucco

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    THE ANNIVERSARYRenato Barucco He lies immobile under the sheets, arms at his sides and legs straight, like a corpse in a coffin but with eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. He woke up as...

    DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE by Jeannine Cook

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    DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDEby Jeannine A. Cook She was used to the flinching. The fiddling. The mess. The begging. The crying. The blood. These women with their thick thighs and thin thighs and saggy thighs...

    SINKHOLE by Asa Noriega

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    SINKHOLEby Asa Noriega After the divorce, Claudia Frank bought one of those overstuffed couches where the pillows sink together like alternate directions of a life converging. In the mornings, she’d crumple into the cushions and...

    CAUTION: SLIPPERY WHEN WET by Ivanka Fear

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    CAUTION: SLIPPERY WHEN WETby Ivanka Fear "It was an accident waiting to happen," Ivy Rose explained to Detective Reed. “There were just way too many people looking for the perfect spot. And then there was...

    ONCE UPON A TIME IN DETROIT by Michael Walker

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    ONCE UPON A TIME IN DETROITby Michael S. Walker   She walked through the massive casino, scanning the heads of the people who sat, oblivious, playing slot machines. It was 2:30 pm on a Wednesday, so...

    UNCLE JUDGE by Ruth Deming

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    UNCLE JUDGEby Ruth Deming What a family we have. Bigger than most. On Sundays, we’d hop into our Mercury Station Wagon – Dad got it for a bargain – so it was pink. It was...