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“Monster” by Barbara Nishimoto

Ishigawa was walking west on Arizona. It was midmorning Wednesday, and he knew the weekly farmers’ market would already be crowded making it difficult to follow Arizona all the way to the ocean. But that was okay; he had a … Continue reading

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“Killerman” by Michael Hammerle

Cole and I had argued that morning so Lance, the crew leader, had put us on the same team. We had all been using scissor-lifts and concrete saws to cut and remove the ceiling of a museum. We would steady … Continue reading

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“Grandma’s Postcard” by Gershon Ben-Avraham

Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were. — Marcel Proust I was twelve years old when Grandma Davis, my dadʼs mom, died. I didnʼt know her very well. She lived in North Carolina, … Continue reading

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“Innocence” by Robert Earle

After twenty-four years, Gabriel Meehan was exonerated of rape-murder and went to church on his second Sunday home because his grandmother insisted. “I’ve always gone. None of the others have since you went away, but this time we’ll all hold … Continue reading

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“The Bulldog and the Snake” by Adam Van Winkle

“The Bulldog and the Snake” is excerpted from a novel in progress about a hard-scrabbled and reluctant patriarch in a fight for his property and family in southern Oklahoma entitled Abraham Anyhow. Abraham took the wood of the burnt offering … Continue reading

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“Extinguish the Light” by Leland Pitts-Gonzalez

“Why am I tied down?” I ask. “Precautions,” says the nurse. She has brittle, bureaucratic hair. The windows are painted black and there’s a long curtain dividing the room in two. It feels like we’re in a gym. “Isn’t this … Continue reading

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“Making Chairs” by Tim Nalley

The serrated edge of the bread knife left little scars along the baloney. I sliced it thin, not thick like my father used to like it, but as thin as I could get it without making holes. When the skillet … Continue reading

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