Friday, November 16, 2018

My Sister’s Troubles – By Robert Wexelblatt

  Jason looks like a little fascist in his Cub Scout uniform.  Another battle I lost, though I didn’t put up much of a fight. ...

This is Nothing – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska     Now I know; Then, I didn’t know what I was.   I remember that a woman’s two year old...

The Virgin – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska   Everything was prepared for my disgrace; they only waited for the monk to lie on his back under the...

The Last Matinee – By James Gering

  Davey lay on the road under the lights, green, orange, red, green, orange, his cheek on the grittyasphalt, his limbs hinged at weird angles....

The Season of the Dandelions – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska   “Do you know Nena?” my mother says before I take off my shoes and before I enter home. That...

Just that Night – By Rimli Bhattacharya

    The laptop was open at that bedside table of mine. It was dead of night and I haven’t slept a wink. Normally by this...

Revenge – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska   The delivery of the last falcon for the sultan was late for almost three full years. Although Davidov, limping...

Academician Sisoye’s Inaugural Speech – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska   Sisoye was finally made a member of the National’s Academy of Arts and Sciences. He just needed to deliver his...

The Dark Window – By George Angel

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Material Safety – By Stephenson Muret

  Between them only a desk. Carlisle stood behind it. Felix stood before it. For several blinks of the wall clock Carlisle had remained sitting....
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