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Faber #2, Graphite

Sometimes husbands take it well. This one cornered Mason at the roadhouse, drove a pencil up his ear canal. Registered disappointment when it hit bone, stopped. Mason dropped like an abbatoir steer, his newest girlfriend shouting, “Murderer!” Quieter husbands drink … Continue reading

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Snaked, fiction by Morgan Boyd

We were gathering wood at an undisclosed location deep in the mountains when I heard a rattling in the pile. I dropped the wood in my arms, and drew my gun. “Don’t shoot,” Murray said. “I’m not getting bit way … Continue reading

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Cool Air, fiction by James Owens

originally appeared in Kestrel   The dog barked again. Ray lifted himself out of bed for a glass of water too warm from the tap in the bathroom, like drinking blood or drinking the night air that heat and humidity … Continue reading

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Thicker than Water, fiction by Neva Bryan

“You are a beautiful tragedy. My grievous angel. Here, hold my eye.” My brother popped his prosthetic eye out of its socket and handed it to me. I heard a girl in the crowd say, “Eww.” I curled my hand … Continue reading

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Truckload of Trouble, fiction by Tom Leins

I hear the rattle of the tow-truck’s rusted chain before I see it roll down the rutted track and into view. The last time I saw the Mulligan brothers they hung a guy known as Blood Bubble from a hook … Continue reading

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Scarecrow, fiction by Hilary Leftwich

Scarecrow Dolly fakes her death by starvation while the others at the table take seconds from the bowl of mashed potatoes and slices of meatloaf. Mama announces there’s no pie for dessert, just butter cookies. She has little tolerance left … Continue reading

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Law of the Whippoorwill, fiction by Cecile Dixon

In the dim, neon truck stop light, I studied Gerald’s face. His jaw was clenched tight as he said, “Pharyl, these things are complicated. It’s not like working at fucking McDonald’s,” Gerald rolled the words off his tongue giving sound … Continue reading

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Fiend’s Last Job, fiction by Matt Phillips

One You do this job long enough, and you get so you want an audience; it’s not vanity, but a vague notion that you’re not appreciated. If a little old wife watches you smash her husband’s hand to pieces with … Continue reading

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Taking Grandma Home, fiction by Ginger Hamilton

There are two main sections in the family cemetery, the unfortunate “soldiers of the cause” and the “damned Yankees.” Factions of my kinfolk still don’t speak to one another due to choices made during the War Between the States. This … Continue reading

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I Hear You Weeping, fiction by Robb T. White

Jimmy Shannon from Sheboygan, as he liked to introduce himself to people who came into his bar, had never been to Wisconsin in his life. He’d done time for check forgery in Michigan and three years in Pennsylvania for hustling … Continue reading

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