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Wild and Wonderful, fiction by Tom Bennitt

You need good hands to run a machine like the con­tin­u­ous miner. You got to know when to hold back and when to go deep. It’s the best-paying job in the mine but also the hard­est, and I’m out of … Con­tinue read­ing

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Jaguar for Sale by Misti Rainwater-Lites

He fucked her hard from 11:11 p.m. to 12:17 a.m. It was the damn Via­gra. After he came on her tits he rolled over, fell asleep, snored like a god­damn bliz­zard or tor­nado or old school wooden roller coaster. He … Con­tinue read­ing

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THE FINAL VICTORY OF LIEUTENANT GENERAL JOHN BELL HOOD, CONFEDERATE STATES OF AMERICA, fiction by Thom Bassett

He kept the can­vas tourni­quet strap Canklin used to ampu­tate his right leg at Chicka­mauga beneath the mat­tress of the twins’ crib. Anna saw him at night, lean­ing on the crutch, kept from his days of com­mand, his right hand … Con­tinue read­ing

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Christmas with Nola, fiction by Joey Dean Hale

Greg had been see­ing Nola for over a year and a half and he was pretty sure he loved her.  At least it felt like love with all the crazy sex and good times.  They were both twenty and friends … Con­tinue read­ing

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Marshmallows, fiction by Jacob Knabb

It all started like this. We were in the kitchen microwav­ing marsh­mal­lows, watch­ing ‘em grow into big lumpy blobs before they exploded, when Jeannie-Gaye came home. We were nuk­ing marsh­mal­lows because we had already run out of grapes.  Grapes were … Con­tinue read­ing

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The Burial of the Dead, fiction by Murray Dunlap

They shaved his beard for the funeral.  I can’t begin to under­stand why.  Who told them to do it?  He looked like pink-cheeked drag queen.  But the fun­ni­est thing was watch­ing my broth­ers squirm in that front pew.  The four … Con­tinue read­ing

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Estuary, fiction by Caroline Kepnes

It was a bad idea, smok­ing up in the park­ing lot before going in, but it was too late now so Laura took another hit. Women were such suck­ers. In Laura’s next life, she’d invent Bath & Body Works and … Con­tinue read­ing

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The Yellow World, fiction by Wesley Browne

  When my fin­gers came off, I didn’t so much feel pain as the sen­sa­tion of some­thing touch­ing my hand, which then became much lighter. I didn’t know they were gone at first; I threw my arm behind my back … Con­tinue read­ing

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Whorehopper, fiction by Liz Frazier

I ain’t never seen the beat, her liv­ing up there like that. Her and Woody both. They ain’t got no toi­let paper. No wash rags. The bed­spreads have got dog shit on them. I’m telling you, it’s a won­der they don’t … Con­tinue read­ing

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Girls of Michigan, by Gary V.Powell

It was an era of inci­vil­ity; a mean time when lines were drawn and peo­ple picked sides. A few lived large while most teetered on the precipice. In those days, I ran with a rough crowd, rowdy guys who played … Con­tinue read­ing

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