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Fiction - Year V - Number 35 - April 2020

    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...

    THE MAKEOVER by Adelaide Shaw

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    THE MAKEOVER    By Adelaide Shaw                                                                     Maggie’s worries were not about the hot, dry Santa Ana winds that blew into Los Angeles raising temperatures and tempers and creating a high fire danger. Her worries were of a...

    CONFESSIONAL by Richard Rose

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    CONFESSIONALby Richard Rose The request for a visit from a priest had taken Lucy by surprise. She knew that as a child her mother, encouraged by her parents who were devout Catholics, had been a...

    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...

    WHO AM I by Britney Saint Joy

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    WHO AM Iby Britney Saint Joy The hot sun hit the face of a woman who stood very confused examining her surroundings. A shopping district aligned with numerous shops and cafes surrounded her while a...

    HER LOVING ARMS by Marta Pelrine-Bacon

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    HER LOVING ARMSby Marta Pelrine-Bacon     Ella Cairnsworth didn’t mean to kill her boyfriend today. She loved him most of the time, and when she’d imagined murdering him, she’d planned on poison. Poison required no muscle...

    THE NIGHT I MET LOVE by Jannai Calderon

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    THE NIGHT I MET LOVEBy: Jannai Calderon “Hey Babe, you ready? OH NO NO NO NO, come on’ you’ll have to come. you’ll have so much fun! Hun. And plus, I believe it will good...

    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...

    ZOETIC DEMISE by Savonte Hicks

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    ZOETIC DEMISEby Savonte Hicks As I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was me, clear as day in a mahogany casket laid out in a black tuxedo, my drab hands clasped and my...

    ERNIE by Clive Aaron Gill

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    ERNIEby Clive Aaron Gill I can’t decide if I should stay with Ernie. We’ve been together for fifteen years, and it will be hard to leave. But lately, I’ve been craving something… something different, you...