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Seven Mountains and Seven Seas

By Ramprasath Rengasamy      “My name is Rash. I am a pharmacologist. I have been broadcasting from all the AM channels on the Rima continent from Maxas. Seven hundred billion people worldwide have fallen victim to the virus. Countries and…

Girardet -1987

By: Dan O’Neill              “How would you like to have lunch at the best  restaurant in the world ?”               That was the question I put to my old friend, Colleen Moran. We had been friends in high school and…

The Tuesday Quandary

By: Bruce Levine Tuesdays were always good days. It was an anniversary. Not a formal anniversary, but one just the same – a Tuesday was the day of their first meeting and the beginning of them being together. Now Tuesdays…

The Duplex and Picasso’s Nudes

By C. Wrenn Ball James’s beard had always been spry and full, but with age came sophistication, and gray hairs. They were made especially clear upon the Wharry Bridge, a rickety thoroughfare that connected mainland Carolina to the dunes of…

The 6-Foot Dreamcatcher

By: Jon Carter “Get up! GET THE FUCK UP!” she yelled. There was pain shooting through my head. There was the sharp sting of her little palms slapping at my face, her jagged nails dragging into my skin.      I…

Michelle, Ma Belle

By Jeff Ingber At the turn of the twentieth century, pneumatic systems that used air pressure to propel metal cylinders through pipe networks were all the rage in Gotham. The city built a marathon-length system to deliver letters and packages,…

Where our lexicons fall short

By: Annapurani Vaidyanathan The Oxford English dictionary defines a woman as an adult female human being, and stops right there,But the templates wired into our heads go ahead and decide what adjectives she can wear –She’s good if she’s a…

Kittens

by William Kitcher I wake up. Oh I feel awful. Don’t know where I am. But I sorta remember her, and she’s not here. I hope she’s gone out for juice or bread or something, and I can just leave….

A Clean Meeting

By: Charles Gibson Gazing upon the arearesiding inside the washingmachine, a vast empty spaceis immediately noticed settingthe stage for a collision betweenthree stakeholders. The soapwill shake hands with waterin agreeance to provide a cleansafe cylinder-shaped room forthe laundry to congregate…

Requiem

By: Harvey Huddleston “Breathe.”  That’s what the voice said in his ear but Elliot wasn’t sure that he’d actually heard it.  It was a low voice, soft and caring, one to be heeded.  He glanced to his right and in…