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Fiction - Year V - Number 37 - June 2020

    THE DYER’S DAY OUT by Nageen Rather

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    THE DYER’S DAY OUT Reclining against the mud-plastered wall, Gulzar Khan’s soft-natured wife Noor opened the copper lid of the samovar and blew a mouthful of air into its chimney. After adding a pinch of...

    TOGETHER AT LAST by Ruth Deming

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    TOGETHER AT LAST Thud! That’s me, playfully hitting myself in the forehead, wondering why I hadn’t thought of this before. Go and visit her. Go, even if you have to pay someone to drive you...

    TART by Guy Preston

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    Tart Guy Preston The global rankings had been announced the night before and on the day the athletes filed in to the stadium, some floated and some dragged their feet. In their quarters, the athletes had...

    BLACK LOVE by Frannie Gilbertson

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    Black Love Devon She stood up and stretched her arms above her head, the sheet slipping down to her waist. I wanted to reach out and trace the line of her spine. It was so...

    WAVING AT STEVIE WONDER by Ted Larsen

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    Waving at Stevie Wonder By Ted R. Larsen Writing as Amy Bradigan 1 Hal would like to fluff his pillow, but it hurts too much to move. After considering it, he decides an unfluffed pillow will be...

    PEBBLES by Susie Gharib

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    Pebbles Let me speak of madness that surpasses description. He addressed the pebbles he collected with the utmost respect. He gave them names and whispered in their ears, though I could not tell which parts...

    TAKEN FROM THIS WORLD by Alan Berger

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    Taken from This World Johnny just couldn’t do it. All he had to do was go over and shake the kid’s hand and say welcome and things that happened might not have happened at...

    THE PURPOSE OF LIFE by Giusi Rotondo

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    THE PURPOSE OF LIFE BY GIUSI ROTONDO "A baby who’s born dead doesn't need to go through the process of living an entire life. The need to have a body has been satisfied. We must imagine that...

    WAIT THREE MINUTES by Tanya E. E. E. Schmid

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    Wait Three Minutes by Tanya E. E. E. Schmid “Go!” she called through the closed door. The toilet lid was cold. Sitting there, she noticed how clean Jim’s bathroom was. No dust bunnies in...

    COMFORTING LIES by Jeff Dosser

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    Darkness fell outside DeMichael’s window, his curtains rippling with the final exhalations of a humid summer day. With a sigh, he jammed his copy of NBA 2K12 into his Xbox wishing, his mother could...