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The Irishman, by Christian Thompson

the irishman

I. The sun was sitting low and the fat little guard up the front hid under a hat as the chain-gang worked toward him. Dark sweat patches spread out from his pits and every now and then he fanned his

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Posted in 2013, Fiction, Literary

The Incident with the Brick, by Catherine Crown

Brick

I am an only child. My mother almost died having me. I’m glad she didn’t, though, because I have no idea how it would be at home with nothing besides the one word conversations between me and my dad. “Morning,”

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The Ride, by Dave Cushing

TheRide

“Barry, you got a pick up at 396 Madison. Apartment 3.” “Got it. Be there in five.” I dropped the mic on the front seat of my cab and pulled out of the mall parking lot. A call at 2:00

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Mustafa’s Plight, by Hollis Whitlock

MustafasPlight

Mustafa and Sangoma walked to a dirt road that led to the airport. Mustafa kneeled and ran his hand along the cracked soil of the African safari. Dust dissipated through his dark fingers, as he peered above the reddening horizon

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The Cobbler, by Brian Smith

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On the days just before and right after the funerals, friends and church people had brought food over, and we all just ate when the mood struck us, whenever that might be, and no one thought about how many plates

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Posted in 2013, Contests, Fiction, Literary

Long Bridge Jump, by Sara DeGregoria

LongBridgeJump

“It’s just a new Olympic event they created,” her mother had told her. The cold coats Jun’s skin, sinking in under the layers of fleece and nylon she’s wearing–so much colder than when she left after-school. The halogen lights form

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Pink Slips, by Donald McCarthy

Pink Slips

At some point in the future, allegedly. # Mickey Valkyrie, soon to be known only as Eleven, walked the hallway littered with young businessmen and businesswomen trying to look busy in his presence. With the economy as it was, no

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Posted in 2013, Fiction, Literary

The Last Rite, by Radha Bharadwaj

Last Rite

Kasi was sinking…. They had left him undisturbed, cocooned in worn shawls in a corner of the hut. His eyes are becoming glazed, noted the daughter-in-law. Life went on around Kasi. His wife Ganga stirred an iron pot over the

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Posted in 2013, Fiction, Literary

Oscillator, by Meera Jhala

Oscillator

When I was ten, my family moved from India to the United States. The move must have dislodged me permanently from equilibrium, because ever since then, like a pendulum, I’ve just kept on swinging. But I’ve not just been a

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Posted in 2013, Fiction, Literary

The Ties that Bind, by Carol Deminski

The Ties that Bind

It was the third time that year Teesha’s mama almost died. Teesha got called out of her fifth grade class to the Principal’s office. The cab was waiting outside to take her to Jersey City Medical Center. The Principal pressed

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