Fiction
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Dating Parsley
by Isabel Navarrete Dill weed, dill weed, dill weed echoes in my head as I scan the wall of seasonings that are packaged the same. Transparent plastic jars with green lids cover the shelf; the only thing differentiating them all is the name printed in fine font. As I keep searching, my eyes begin to Continue reading
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Effective Marketing Strategies
by Hugh Behm-Steinberg Walking home I saw something dressed in green and impossible, fluttering above a bus stop bench with an online therapy ad on it, lacey dragonfly wings humming. “Hi Jake,” she waved, like she was real, and knew who I was, but in my mind I was going nope, nope, nope. Nobody else Continue reading
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Not Charles Bonhoeffer
by Wim Hylen After a drunk driving arrest, Kyle Perkins moved from Bradley Beach, New Jersey to Eldham, Colorado, a town he picked by throwing a dart at a map of the United States. Intent on making a fresh start, he adopted the name Charles Bonhoeffer because it sounded regal, like an Austro-Hungarian prince. He Continue reading
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Fish Kebab
by Erin Jamieson I order a fish kebab from Buck’s Chippy, walking the rainy streets of London with lime green rain boots. Eating lunch this way, under the canopy of the striped umbrella from my childhood, makes my office job an illusion, a passing dream. As if this is what my life could have been: Continue reading
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Two Flash Fiction Pieces by Beth Sherman
Solstice I hadn’t let my mother near a stove in months. Not since she was forced to move in with me. Dinner was usually anything I could microwave – frozen burritos, mac & cheese, fettucine Alfredo, single-serve pizzas. I’ve never been all that interested in cooking and I didn’t have time for it, between working Continue reading
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Your Gifts
by Zach Keali’i Murphy You’ve given the worst birthday gifts, and I’ve kept all of them. There’s the crocodile-shaped keychain that hasn’t left my key ring. Its sharp and pointy tail has torn a hole through the pockets in all of my pairs of pants. Sometimes, the tail even scrapes against my thigh until it Continue reading
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Somebody, Please Think of the Children
by Rebecca Klassen I haven’t seen him since he was a boy, and even though he has his back to me, I recognize him in my headlights. It’s his oblong head and right-angle-ears that ring familiar. He staggers from alcohol, lurching off the end of the pavement onto the country lane. The national speed limit Continue reading
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line and sinker
by Heather Emmanuel You slide pescatarian into the conversation like it’s your word to claim. “When it counts,” you say, scanning the menu. Across the table, in a crisp button-down and cuffed sleeves, she doesn’t bother pretending to read hers. “And when does it count?” The intensity of her slightly downturned eyes unnerves you. Her Continue reading
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Dry
by Chila Woychik It was the farthest north they had ever been. And time was all Maddie and Saul had left. Hours awash in Maddie’s own thoughts, the strangest memories crept in at even the hint of a connection: an oak tree with a split trunk reminded her of climbing a tree in her back Continue reading
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Concession
by Robert Schiff The speech is drafted—brief, polite, gracious. Tradition calls for writing two. One for victory. The other for this. Two are not necessary tonight. Twenty five years ago: The last Fall practice wrapped. Jordan packed up gear. That was the freshmen’s job. Coach coming over. Jordan saw and walked the other direction. Coach Continue reading
January House Literary Journal 