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Varying Degrees of Dead

By Jo Withers

The Lifeline operator refuses to take my call when she realises I’m already dead. I tell her my name, and…

Late Lunch; Early Dinner

By Pamela Painter

We’re having a late lunch, five women, widows now, who have been meeting once a month for forty years. “Dress-up…

At My Job I Work the Robotic Arms

By Kati Fargo Ahern

On the line, I run a double-forklift. It’s a lot like a regular forklift, but the forks both spread out…

Unfinished Equations

By Reneé Bibby

I stand at the kitchen window, calculating the parabolic arc a murmuration of birds makes against the ridge of conifers.…

Odds and Ends

By Brett Biebel

It was supposed to be chess club, but instead, it was Gambler’s Anonymous, and that’s what you get in Moline.…

The Cloud Lab

By Megan Callahan

In science class, Margot teaches them about the magic of snow. “Evaporation, condensation, deposition,” she says. On the whiteboard she…

Maid In America

By Christine H. Chen

When I go in, the sink is bursting with unwashed dishes coated with moldy leftover scraps, half-filled glasses, cups that…

BRAIN, BRIAN

By Whitney Collins

Marvin’s tumor is the size of an unshelled walnut. His doctor, who wears bile-colored Crocs, has told Marvin and Marvin’s…

Patrons

By Hillary Ann Colton

The shades are pulled down by Mick before the summer sunsets. Mick is a regular: he spends every day, open…

Launch Day Conditions: 1986

By Elizabeth Conway

Kerry found a hundred-dollar bill at the gas station near pump three. It was covered in oil. She carried the…

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