Issue 2: Fiction
- Good Figure, Beautiful Voice by Zdravka Evtimova
Hell found me! Most of the time, I felt peaceful. I rarely talked to anybody. I had always lived in unstable silence, winters hurling snow and rain at my windows, passing unnoticed and unnecessary. Probably, my next-door neighbor thought I was a queer fish. I could tell that by the way she stared at me when she met me at the grocery store. I’d been living in this neighborhood for five months. I chose that room with a window to the North, tucked away down a narrow street. All the houses here were small and you could scarcely see them in the fog. There was fog everywhere: on the roofs, in the trees, in my hair and coat. The sun gave birth to fog instead of mornings.
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- Shrine by Judy Wilson
“Yeah, the old man here. See, this guy pulls into the parking lot,” I point to the side entrance of the lot, “and he has a seizure. He’s in this big old LTD, has this seizure, clamps his foot down on the gas, and runs right over the old man.”
“Oh,” she says.
I say, “When I think about somebody getting hit by a car, I always think about them getting thrown through the air, you know? But they say the old man just buckled right under that car. Got all fumbled around underneath. Broke him up bad. Killed instantly.”
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