Macro-Fiction

Old Avenger

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Fifteen to one, he said. Three miles, two furlongs, good to soft. And he had an operation a week ago too, trainer said he wasn’t breathing well in his last race. Good earner if it comes through.

I Digress Back into Pordova

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Pordova lives outside of Portland in a house with a wall that should have been a deck; long floorboards run its length and break, intersect, and align.

Clara Gives Leave Of Her Better Senses and Wastes Her Time Remembering

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Clara looks beyond the pastel colors of the homemade streamers and through the window. A trick of the dying light makes the whole world peach for a brief glimmering moment.

Micro-Fiction

Milkshake And Fries

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Dementia got up and started wandering, tasting food from the plates of strangers.

Poetry

Canyon de Chelly Echoes

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Summer of 1970, Five Word Lines

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Smoke

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From the Editor

More than just playing catch

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My father took me to the tryouts, trying to reassure me and calm me down, even though he had absolutely no interest in baseball. My mother was the avid baseball fan, starting with her love of the Brooklyn Dodgers when my parents first moved to Manhattan from Toronto.

One on One

Mark Wisniewski

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Mark Wisniewski’s most recent novel, Show Up, Look Good, was published by Gival Press in August of 2011. His other published works include the novel, Confessions of a Polish Used Car Salesman (Hi Jinx Press, 1997), a collection of short stories, All Weekend with the Lights On (Leaping Dog Press, 2001), and a book of narrative poems, One of Us One Night.

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