Category: Short story

FICTION: An Artist’s Work is Never Done by Patricia Clarke

“Madrid is a wild city,” said Eva, taking a seat at the kitchen table. “You’re lucky to have ended up in Puerta de Hierro.” She turned to me and tapped the table, ready for her food. “I am lucky, Señora Eva.” I placed the meal in front of her. “Let me know if the meat

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FICTION: Toy Gun by Waseem Rashid

It was Eid in two days’ time, and Safa Kadal looked completely transformed. What had only the other day been a spacious street was today a trifle wider than a mean alleyway wedged between houses on the inner-street. Everyone in the neighborhood had turned out, it seemed. It was convivial and cacophonous, and you had

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FICTION: Michael Winner’s Soup by Michael Carey

‘But I died already. Didn’t I?’ ‘Yes, you did.’ ‘Can I die again? So soon?’ ‘Yes, because it’s not that recent.’ ‘Are you quite sure Dear boy?’ The Agent and the Actor sat in their club, in the heart of Soho, idling in that middle part of the afternoon that owes a debt to both

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FICTION: Motions of A Vertical Kind by C. Gregory Thompson

A kick. That’s how it started. Charlie Everett slept a deep, snoring slumber. Ten minutes before his alarm went off: thump—a light kick in the stomach. A second stronger one woke him right up: kick-thump-thump. He threw off the covers and looked at his belly—now three times the size it was when he went to

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FICTION: Bad Things Happen to Good People and the Rest Get Ham Sandwiches by Joshua Smith

I press my pen down against the paper again and grind the fresh tip aimlessly into a dull nub, as the noises of the mundane curdle my mind to soup.The traffic groans by on the street beyond my room, and the old radiator clicks like echolocation. I feel a sharp, painful twang in my teeth

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FICTION: The Town of Birds and Pebbles by Simon John Cox

The trees were no more than cracks against the sky when she came. Her cloak of crow feathers glinted darkly in the low autumn sun, and it sighed about her as she walked. Her hair was black and wild and it splintered up from her head in cold chunks like shivered wood. She knew the

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FICTION: Jailbait by Caspar Vega

We pull into the motel parking lot a little after nine in the morning. I park the old black pick-up a few spaces from the door to the front desk. My trusty first generation Chevy. I’ve come close to selling it so many times but never did. Thank god I didn’t. I love that car.

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FICTION: What Are Friends For by Ajay Patri

‘I’m scared,’ David whispered. We were in the elevator as it hurtled towards the ground and the small crowd of children that we knew were waiting for us outside the apartment. His eyes refused to look me at as they remained fixated on the orange numbers that blinked on the cracked display. I could tell

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FICTION: Two More Stacks by Craig Burnett

“Hello. My name’s Christopher and I was brought up to see the best in people.” Christopher stuck out a mittened hand. Alice gave it a tentative squeeze, and water from the rain-sodden wool trickled through her fingers. “Thanks so much for stopping,” Christopher said brightly, lowering his hood and climbing into the van. He had

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