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The King Is Dead

Nathan Sellyn -

“I’m taking my talents to South Beach,” the King said. Not to me, but to the Mayor. At least, that’s what Carl Gibson told...

A Happy Place

Arjun Basu -

The sun rises. As it must. And the sky is cloudless and the kind of blue you want to see in the eyes of...

Interview Questions For Randy Savage

Nathaniel G. Moore -

Hello Randy, Thanks for taking the time to talk with me. Sorry I missed you. My name is Ricky Galore and I have a lot...

Bessarabian Stamps

Oleg Woolf translated by Boris Dralyuk -

IV. Valia and Cantonist Cantonist left the melancholy district center, which lay besprinkled with solar dandruff, to put in his compulsory military service. One...

Sky Blue

Lisa Pike Fiorindi -

It wasn’t until just after her fortieth year that she wanted to steal a baby. Marguerite had heard of this before. This kind of...

The Law of Strings

Steven Gillis -

Lange sits and watches Eva while she sleeps. On the floor, in the space between, is a book by Jerzy Kowlaski-Glikman, Towards Quantum...

My Revolutionary

Jennifer Krasinski -

I was once in love with a revolutionary who, for the life of him, could not tell a joke. He would omit important details...

The Telling

Marianne Apostolides -

George bought me a drink that afternoon — I think I told you that. I definitely told other people; I mentioned that detail whenever...

The Pump Twin

K. R. Sands -

Voices above the surface. Eight hours to remove the parasite’s internal organs . . . amputate . . . Who’s speaking? Talking about? Nervous system disorganized ....

Lungs

Gerard Olson -

Five miles away, we dream about going out to the swamps beyond the city, taking out our lungs and inflating them so they’ll lift...