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  • The Boonbringer – Clay Sparkman

    The problem is, how do you explain it to people? I’ll tell you. What have I got to lose? I think for a hobby. There you go. That’s it! Well, that isn’t…

  • Last Remains – Catherine Moore

    She begins at five in the morning to make the dead man’s doughnuts. This is the only domesticity she can add to these morbid moments; sweet in the face of neglected steel,…

  • A Man Called Rip – Catherine Moore

    There came a point when my father could no longer contain the loss. His nights filled in dreams of the end, and once awoken he’d wander off to share the horror with…

  • Ambulance – Jennifer Jenkins

    Driving down that twisty road, you can’t see around the next corner but there’s a heaving mass of rush-hour traffic in all four lanes. Stopped at a light, there’s a flash in…

  • Copenhagen – Elizabeth Jaeger

    Copenhagen is cold, not exactly the place to go in February if you are itching for a tan or longing for an escape to the seaside. However, if you are frantic to…

  • Hell and High Water – Jamie Grove

    Do you ever think about what people look like when they die?  Not right after they die when they just look like they’re sleeping, but after, when they’ve been in the ground…

  • Shopping with Abdullah – Rick Forbess

    In my dream, I was back in Riyadh. I needed dates for the family picnic, but the clerk had only hamburgers. Hamburgers. How strange are dreams, but now I am thinking of…

  • Juanita – Rod Martinez

    Juanita grew up in Puerto Rico, the daughter of a large family in the mountains of Humacao. In the 1950’s there was an influx of Puerto Rican “immigrants” into the United States and…

  • The Saga Of Nathan Twine: An Ezra Pound Of Flesh – David Izzo

    12 January 1952: St. Elizabeth’s Mental Hospital—Washington, D.C. The 67-year-old man with the pointed head, pointed chin, and pointed, if straggly beard, was sitting by the window of his small room. The…

  • Oasis – Rae Dox Kim

    Tammy rapped at the door, but this was only a formality. Korean diet supplement advertisements on the television were harmonizing gloriously with her grandmother’s warby church choir voice. It would have been…