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June 22, 2015 | Fiction

3 Fictions

Siel Ju

In times of great dissatisfaction, you will occasionally find yourself dating two men.

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June 21, 2015 |

Some Horns (Pt. 4)

Nick Francis Potter

Excuse me, sir, is that a sword in your gut?

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June 21, 2015 | Fiction

Quality Time

Ed Meek

I was afraid the security guards would stop us, but they just shrugged when I took the plane out and put it on the field.  One of them even said something nice like, “Whoa, that is a cool.”  I taxied it from the end zone; it took off and buzzed up into the sky. 

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June 21, 2015 | Fiction

Interrogations

Gretchen Schrafft

We’d do it with whatever was laying around: a jump rope, an extension cord, stray fistfuls of fishing line. Down in the basement, while the babysitter watched Spanish-language television in the living room, we pulled these things taut, secured wrists, ankles, and torsos to my father’s old recliner. Toby was a boy scout, so his knots were better than mine, but I was by far the more skillful interrogator.