Monthly Archives: December 2012

The Fire, fiction by Rod Siino

On the day of the fire, my father and I stood in the snowy parking lot of my apartment complex and watched the water from the hoses transform my basement unit into a wading pool. The smoke escaping from the … Continue reading

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Quickmires, fiction by Mark Staniforth

The obituaries made the Quickmires out to be good people: hard-working, good-to-honest, God-fearing country folk – all that shit. They spun more fine words once they were gone than the family ever had hurled at them as they preached their … Continue reading

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Tag-A-Long, fiction by Misty Marie Rae Skaggs

My fuzzy, earliest memories unfold in a sprawling house on a hill. A house situated at the peak of a ridge, overlooking a bright green holler we filled with corn and tomatoes and beans and a strawberry patch I loved … Continue reading

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Her Daddy’s Money, fiction by William Matthew McCarter

Her Daddy’s Money was the hottest rock club in the Parkland; filled with Technicolor brilliance; a kaleidoscope of lights pulsing to the beat of primal music that penetrated and inundated the senses as it changed the milky white skin of … Continue reading

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Poor Town, fiction by Kathryn Kulpa

It’s a poor town. Garbage piles up on sidewalks, bursting out of split bags, sour and milky donut shop coffee running in brackish rivers to the curb. Nobody comes to pick up the garbage, or sometimes they do, not every … Continue reading

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HUCK & TOM in SOUTHERN ILLINOIS circa 1983, fiction by Joey Dean Hale

In 1977 Huckleberry Finn toppled into a salt water pit, reaching for the cap that had dropped off his head as he stooped over while attempting to catch a bullfrog with his bare hands and Tom Sawyer reached down from … Continue reading

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The Stonekings, fiction by Willi Goehring

Once, when I was naked, running around in the woods, I could have sworn I saw an old friend I used to play fiddle with. He’d been out there for months, the way I saw him, and had only the … Continue reading

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