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At Ten Past Ten

By Susmita Mukherjee Every night at ten past ten, the milk was warmed. Not boiled, not allowed to skin, just warm enough to hold between the palms without flinching. Minati had perfected this temperature over decades, long before thermometers or…

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It could’ve been like this

By: Rosko Iliev Tzolov Andrey often dreamed of flying. He would stand on the ground, spread his arms, and take off. Other people longed to dream of flying, but he had the same dream again and again. He worked as…

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Handicapped Only

By: Michael Gigandet “I hope you are able-challenged!” A man rattled the door of the bathroom stall. “I don’t see a wheelchair under the door!” Obviously he means me, Martin thought. There’s only one handicapped stall in here, and I’m…

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Fear and Faith

By: Harrison Abbott I’ve never liked Anna in all the years that she’s been my neighbour. Just don’t like her. But I also don’t want her to be murdered. She doesn’t like me either. That’s why I must be serious…

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The Samaritan

By Tyler Marable For Joseph Harmon there was not a more exhilarating experience than lying with a young woman—especially one who wasn’t his wife.             Lexi laid sleep by his side. Her pink hair ran down her bare shoulders and…

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Fate on the Bus

By Munavvar Tlewbaeva It was autumn. A Friday. The cold crept slowly into my bones as the sun began to set. I had just finished my English course and was heading from the city back to my village — back…

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Whole

By: Don Tassone      He’d lived in his house for 20 years and planted every tree in his yard.  His favorite was an American cherry.  He had planted it as a sapling.  Now it was big, strong and stately.  It…

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The Monster Menorah

By: Philip Graubart Rabbi Judith Adler wrapped her damp palm around the gun barrel. She was surprised at how easily the pistol fit in her hand, somehow accommodating her exact lines and fissures, as if the deadly thing had been…

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The Last Role

By: Eugen Oniscu From the stopped train, people of all kinds stepped down, scattering along the streets that stretched beside the station. Among the last to descend was a man moving with the aid of two crutches. He seemed utterly…