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Online Exclusive Fiction: John 6:53

The number twenty seven was more suited for a demolition derby than mass transit. The route was introduced in the […]

“Art” by Aleksandra McHugh

No one is around when Kris arrives – except Leslie, who has shuttered the office. “I’m kind of avoiding Sherry,” […]

All Tarted Up

Indie Writers’ Deathmatch Quarter-Finalist 2009 “Better hide those dog biscuits if you’re comin’ home pissed, ya fat cow,” said Carol, […]

Hold Your Hand

Indie Writers’ Deathmatch Quarter-Finalist 2009 Have you ever walked in a busy mall and suddenly a kid is walking beside […]

Isn’t He Fantastic

Indie Writers’ Deathmatch Runner-Up 2009 “Have you seen my cell phone charger?” I screamed over the industrial strength hair dryer. […]