The Landing

Jamey Gallagher

It was while the conference organizers were giving their thank yous and preparatory speeches that she looked at her phone and saw the alert about the aliens landing.

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Little Drama

Meghan Dairaghi

Ah, Juliet places a hand on Magda’s shoulder. So, you have a little something of your own. That’s nice. I think every woman deserves a little drama of her own.

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Where to Look

Brian Lynch

The girl I take out next is dyed bleach-blonde. My mother has said no to more brunettes; we’ve had bad luck with brown hair. Red-heads are on the fence still, she says. She says, We can’t be sure yet.

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One More House, One Block Over

Alan Ackman

There’d be legal battles, custody challenges, and this time David wasn’t even a real father, just a dumb guy who’d muscled into her life when mom found him kind of funny. And you know who’d beat that guy, every day? An asshole in California.

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The Pendulum

Ea Anderson

Her father brings the world, newspapers and sometimes marbles in his pocket. He is made of meat. He comes from the outside, enters. Abigail and her mother are here, inside, as if they were born in this house, as if it was their shell like a snail. Nobody knows where the pendulum comes from.

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