Category Archive: Fiction

Tropical Trouble by Chris Nichols

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The heat is oppressive, soaking the citizens in mops of sweat. Water is scarce and the poetry runs dry. Dehydration sets in. Lack of water will do funny things to a man, make… Continue reading

Excerpt from Harbour 2 by Lacey Li

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In those days, Lucien regarded Abigail as a Mona-Lisa kind of character, locked inside her portrait with a smile that shifted with the lighting, now glad, now sad, yet always inaccessible.  The picture… Continue reading

Remembrance and Regret by Horace Wang

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He knew that he would be lining up on the day the product debuted ever since he saw the ad in the papers. What he did not know was how many people had… Continue reading

The Lenient Nightmare by Ivan (Guancheng Qiu)

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“…you hear me?” “I’m, I’m sorry?” I fiercely pulled back my falling head and avoided the coma threatening to envelop me. A sigh, and then words which I endeavored to comprehend. “I said,… Continue reading

The Third Smartest Man by Jenna Bao

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Apparently, my great-great grandfather was the third smartest man in the Qing Dynasty (1644- 1912). That’s fine and swell, bringing honor, wealth, and all those good things. But I like to think about the great… Continue reading

Ghost Dreams by Vanessa Allen

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“Do ghosts dream, uncle Jeff?” He sat on the bed next to her, wrapping an arm around her. It warmed Jude like an angel’s wing filled with sunbeams. It was then that she… Continue reading

Last Flame by Tina Ziobro

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She lit them when liquor said so. When Ricky left you, that’s what she did. She went for the lighter. It wasn’t until three weeks later that the house was stained with the… Continue reading

Call it Love by Gregorio Osha

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Call it Love I eventually unplugged the phone. I could no longer explain to people why I stayed. I really didn’t know, myself. How could I explain that I had destroyed someone’s life,… Continue reading

The High Priestess by Jack Hobbs

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My hours are filled with flies. I try to pray, honest, I do, but they just keep coming. It wouldn’t bother me, its just from where they come. The crucifix, on the wall,… Continue reading

Eloise by Christine Arumainayagam

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Her parents never slapped her, never raised a fist at her, never yelled at her so loud the spiders were shaken off the ceiling. But they didn’t exactly take care of her, either.… Continue reading