Fiction - Year V - Number 35 - April 2020

    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...

    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...

    LOST CAT by Bogi Beykov

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    LOST CATby Bogi Beykov “Good evening, this is DreamNet - your friendly neighborhood internet provider. My name is Lilly. How can I help?” “Thank God it’s you, sweetie?” “Missis Hartford, how are you today?” “Oh, you know, still...

    ACCOUNTABLE VICTIM by Donald Zagardo

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    ACCOUNTABLE VICTIMBy Donald Zagardo A black and green lamppost, tall with chipped paint, across from Bryant Park, in front of a classic brown and gold twelve storied building, the wind reeking of the park’s dead...

    SQUISHY STAR TUBE by Franco Amati

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    SQUISHY STAR TUBEby Franco Amati The thing I remember most about that day was the squishy star tube. The way it moved all slippery in my hand and how those colorful plastic stars inside just...

    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...

    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...

    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...

    DEATH AND BASEBALL by Red Rollins*

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    DEATH AND BASEBALLBy Red Rollins He parked at the subway station and took the train to Union. The southbound train was filled with blue jerseys—couples, gangs of women, gangly men with turkey hats, punks, and Eastern...