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Harvestmen in the Wood

In Issues Archive, Issue 88, October 2024 by Michael Sammons

His grandparents had gotten drunk on Saphire highballs with friends around the fire the night before, and the way they had started acting strangely—grinning and cackling through the evening, their faces gone somehow wicked and distant…

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The Codex of Lady Lucy Bugg

In Issues Archive, Issue 88, October 2024 by Joe Cappello

News of the impending arrival of a word warrior shook the sleepy town of Surrender, New Mexico. For Deputy Sheriff Ingrid Zoe Cole (“Izzy” for short), it didn’t change her routine much, except she took a second glass of bourbon instead of her usual one at lunch.

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The Fire in You is the Fire in Me

In Issues Archive, Issue 87, September 2024 by Logan Anthony

When the old horse ‘n hay barn came down off 450 South, smoke rose for days, carried for miles. A great gray cloud come to overtake. No one thought Old Man Neeri was tethered up inside. Days later, after the coals had quit their smoldering, the authorities picked through to find the cause of the burn.

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The Old Man & Tomás

In Issue 87, September 2024, Issues Archive by Thomas Weedman

The bearded old Mexican operating the levers of the yellow forklift sings, “Tomás, ooh-ooh-ooh.” He is singing to me even though my name is not Tomás – first or last. But I am a bit of a doubting Thomas. And a peeping Tom as a kid. But not a Tomás.

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The Flak House

In Issues Archive, Issue 87, September 2024 by Harvey Huddleston

August 15, 1945
Betty shows me her scar. Dark purple it runs six inches down her belly. She says it’s ugly and I say it’ll fade in time.
Drove through town on my way back. Jap surrender is all over the news so people hold up two fingers for victory. It’s when I get away from the crowd.

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The Banks of Meadow Creek

In Issues Archive, Issue 87, September 2024 by Kelly Lynn

If you head downstream, there’s a waterfall that empties into a natural pool so deep that no one has found the bottom yet, which means it’s perfect for practicing the fanciest of dives and biggest of cannonballs. But it was also a great place to lazily float in large, gentle circles.

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The Work Hazard

In Issues Archive, Issue 86, August 2024 by Sean Kenealy

No one was quite sure what to make of Mary Whemple’s behavior. For the past two weeks, she had spent all of her lunch breaks standing at the entrance of her office building, arms spread, eyes closed, and her wrinkled face tilted to the sky.

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Perfection

In Issues Archive, Issue 86, August 2024 by Malcolm Glass

Gwen and I looked up at the crystal doors we approached. They must have been twenty feet high and twelve wide, and emblazoned across them, the letters IT in that famous logo. Without a whisper, the doors opened. That’s not the right word. They simply vanished.

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Out of the Cradle, No Longer Rocking

In Issues Archive, Issue 86, August 2024 by Mark Williams

One winter afternoon, Nick Miracle walked out of Perk Up Coffee with a caramel ribbon crunch latte, his drink of choice on special occasions. For the past five years, he had been a junior loan officer at Wabash River Bank. Beginning tomorrow, he would manage its Honey Creek branch.

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Restarting

In Issues Archive, Issue 85, July 2024 by Katie Geer

Charlotte’s dad is gone. If it weren’t for king-size candy bars, she would have realized sooner. But he disappeared while she’s eying the grocery store candy. It’s so much better here, which is why they always stop when they visit him on the god-damned island.
That’s what her mom calls it. Then Charlotte makes her put a dollar in the swear jar.

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There’s No Place Like Home

In Issues Archive, Issue 85, July 2024 by Reyna Marder Gentin

There were too many places to sit. That’s what Dorothy thought when they’d moved into the house in 1964, trading in what Lester had called their “starter home” for something bigger and grander. What had they thought they were starting? A family, a full life ahead of them.

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The First Night

In Issues Archive, Issue 85, July 2024 by Meredith Overbeek

The light was creeping in around the edges of the curtains, so she knew it was time to get up. Grandma wouldn’t mind now. The sun was up so she could be up too. This was a sleepover, and now that the sleeping part was over, the fun could begin.

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Abby

In Issues Archive, Issue 85, July 2024 by Seth Foster

B E A B I G K I D A N D O N O TC R Y

i squeeze ma’s hands tighter as we walk out of the funeral home sunshine hits my face with heat i lift my face up to the sun and squint the sunlight and tears on my face are hot and cold at the same time it feels funny i look at ma the strings from her glasses sway as we walk tears hang on the bottom of her chin

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Foxy

In Issues Archive, Issue 85, July 2024 by Lucas Cowen

Going to art therapy puts my anxiety into overdrive. I don’t have the patience for painting, not even for the five-minute figure studies, and I’m not here at these sessions because I respond so well to criticism. The coffee dispenser is practically bottomless, though. It’s never good coffee, obviously; it’s free and unlimited; by my eighth cup I start to feel like I’m someone else, which, to my understanding, is the point of being here.

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Between These Overflowing Aisles

In Issues Archive, Issue 85, July 2024 by Elizabeth Herr

If Mina stared long and hard enough at the harsh fluorescent lighting, she could disappear into the abyss of all the other times she burned under its harsh whiteness–she could forget where she was, how old she was, who she was. Mina wondered if these self-proclaimed staring contests with the lights were the cause of her headaches, or if there was something actually wrong with her.

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Another Way Through Adlivun

In Issues Archive, Issue 85, July 2024 by Lisa Voorhees

My name is Saghani, which means Raven in our tongue. Some say with a name like that, I’ve been cursed since the day I was born. Perhaps they are right.
At eighteen years of age, I was already a widow, gathering fish from the nets alongside the other members of the widows’ colony, knee-deep in the frigid water of the Nilak River.

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The Danger of Insatiable Curiosity

In Issues Archive, Issue 85, July 2024 by Lily Finch

Wade saw the roofline of the house while he hiked along the edge of the forest. He walked past it initially, but the tall spires and darkened stained glass windows’ Gothic look weren’t to be ignored. He’d never seen a real Gothic mansion before—only what he’d seen in movies and knew about from what he read in books.

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Piano Lesson/s

In Issues Archive, Issue 84, June 2024 by Bill VanPatten

In 1925, the seven hundred forty-two citizens of Mañana celebrated the town’s third anniversary as an incorporated city in the San Joaquin Valley. A dream of Alexander Jason “A.J.” Ryan—an emigrant from Ohio—he purchased the North Madera Ranch in 1912, then worked with the Secretary of State’s office in Sacramento to establish a town…

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The Lady with the Little Dog

In Issues Archive, Issue 84, June 2024 by Janie Brookshire

At Union Square the commuter amoeba oozed into the 4 train and she made herself as liquid as possible so that she wouldn’t be left behind.
“Stand clear of the closing doors, please.”
Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Ding-dong.
Get out of the door so we can leave!
Wow, she was cranky.

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Training Wheels

In Issues Archive, Issue 84, June 2024 by Jamey Boelhower

Kodey picked up speed going down the driveway. He could feel the training wheels touch the concrete as he hit the street. He was allowed to go around three blocks on his own. His mom seemed to be more lenient while dad was away.

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The Screening

In Issues Archive, Issue 84, June 2024 by Daryl Ellerbe

The temperature had dropped since the nighttime, when I’d almost burned my dress with the iron and my hair curlers had fallen in the toilet. Now in the cold morning, my stomach was aching, but I brewed coffee anyway. The steam billowed into the brittle air like wisps of cotton.