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Fiction - Year V - Number 35 - April 2020

    TANGO by Henri Colt

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    TANGOby Henri Colt "I don’t dance the tango,” Kyra says, “but I took lessons before coming.” She bites into a bright green apple with an audible crunch. Its tangy taste has a whisper of sweetness...

    WAITING FOR LULU AT WUTHERING HEIGHTS by Andrew Martin

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    WAITING FOR LULU AT WUTHERING HEIGHTSby Andrew Martin  "If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to...

    IVANA by Magdalena Blazevic

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    IVANA(16. 8. 1993)by Magdalena Blazevic I'll be dead in two hours. My hair, washed with camomile, as white as snow, will mix with the dust from the well-worn path and turn grey. It remembers the...

    TAMING OF THE BRO by Matthew Rennels

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    TAMING OF THE BROby Matthew Rennels  Sammy looked at Dee, his eyes darker than merlot, his teeth the color of milk. He bit into the bread loaf’s golden-brown crust and dropped the loaf to the...

    MISTAKEN IDENTITY by Linda Marshall

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    MISTAKEN IDENTITYBy Linda Marshall  She’d flown back to St. Louis for her mother’s funeral, her sadness accentuated by their often difficult relationship; no fixing it now. It was in the past, yet Kate was obsessed...

    TWO SHAWLS by Brian Feller

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    TWO SHAWLSby Brian Feller      Claire waited on the couch for her parents to arrive and gripped her husband’s hand as she watched the grandfather clock tick by. When it struck noon, it gonged loudly. Clair...

    SPIRAL by Martin Toman

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    SPIRALby Martin Toman Rachel left the kitchen quietly, crossing the atrium to ascend the staircase, her foot fall soundless so as to not attract attention. The noises of the wake receded as she climbed, and...

    DOUBLE SHIFT by Zach Murphy

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    DOUBLE SHIFTby Zach Murphy Heavy eyelids don’t adhere to will after you’ve just worked a double shift. Zamir was having that problem on a particularly snowy night, so he pulled over to the side of a...

    FLAMENCO – FIVE BELOW by Meghan Dimmick

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    FLAMENCO, FIVE BELOWby Meghan Dimmick John and Beatrice are dating.  Eric and I are their friends. Beatrice and I met on the first day of grade school.  We were six.  We were all six, but somehow she seemed...

    LEAVES FROM THE FIELD by Michael Robinson

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    LEAVES FROM THE FIELDby Michael Robinson At Christian Appalachian Southern Baptist Institute (CASBI) there are two statues in the garden with the water-spring pond and a brick walkway leading to the main campus. One of...