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FALL DESSERT by Scotty Sarafian

  It sat among the ravaged dishes clustered atop her dinner table—pumpkin, like the one she had in the oven. Excess heat had fissured its filling and charred the crests of graham cracker crust. While overcooked, a piquant but sweet aroma wafted from its weepy surface. Had it been there …

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UNHOLY REDEEMER by Alex Skopic

  The wind whipped across the wide city street, carrying bits of dirty snow in its wake. In the early-morning grey, the huddled forms of New Yorkers were already beginning to move – masked workers on their way home from the night shift, parents and their kids venturing out for …

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THE TOASTER by Alexis Gkantiragas

  There are first and foremost 2 facts that the reader must be made aware of. 1 – Sylvia was the first conscious computer life form on planet Earth. 2 – Sylvia was a state-of-the-art toaster whose bread grilling was powered by a cutting-edge machine learning algorithm. I can assure …

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WHAT MAKES A GOOD STORY by Rex Weiner

  Tony posting grandkids pictures on Facebook, was how Nick found him. He’d accepted a DM about a friendly reunion for old times’ sake. “I’m old!” he texted. Nick was still going to kill him. Looking at Tony now, standing across from him at the end of the deserted Brooklyn …

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BOBO AND THE KNIFE by J.B. Stevens

  The knife was an unfortunate compromise, but Maria didn’t want to use a gun. A shot could wake the circus’s animals. Dealing with a pissed off tiger, or rampaging elephant, wasn’t how she wanted to spend Easter. Bobo the Clown’s trailer was next to the bearded-woman’s camper, behind the …

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DESERT RUN by Matthew Spence

  I saw the diner from a distance as I was coming down the highway I’d taken as a shortcut across the desert. It was the first sign of civilization I’d seen since leaving the Interstate, so I decided to stop and grab a bite to eat before moving on. …

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THE ICE SHOVES by Jeff Esterholm

  Evie knew this about the westernmost of the Great Lakes in winter. When the winds blew out of the north-northeast, Lake Superior’s ice surged up against the South Shore until it snapped with a crack like the opening of hell’s gate. The ice shoves, as newcomers to the region …

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