Tag: fiction
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FICTION — Only Love Is Real
And there he stood, right there in the good old United States of Amnesia, at the corner of Soap Scum and Mildew, in the sweaty, sheet-sticking, rotten egg smelling cozy little suburban town known as Slumbering Meadows, Pennsylvania, population 2,032. He stared long and hard at the STOP sign. He cupped his ear and listened…
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FICTION – Louder Than Words
It’s weapons for breakfast again. Seven o’clock and my legs dangle off the kitchen stool searching for the floor. Mum sits opposite dad at the table which crosses over what used to be a separate kitchen and living room. Mum got it knocked through to be like the neighbours who have two cars and smile…
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FLASH FICTION — The Peace of Completion and Release
She never spoke, never made a sound, but the look in her eyes told me exactly what was about to happen. I leaned forward. One step. Two. I breathed the words I knew she needed to hear. I didn’t mean a word of them. Her pink, sweet lips parted in a beckoning smile, and I…
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FICTION — I’m with the Band
Excerpt from “I’m with the Band” by Marley Anderson In this smart romance, former band manager Maureen Orsmond (‘Moe’ as she’s known in the industry) is forced to go on tour with a rock band to babysit their lead singer. Bass player Dave, lead guitarist Mike all have their issues, but it’s Trevor she’s…
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FICTION — Letters
“Edna Smith, you nosey cow, don’t you have anything better to do?” Mr. Switzer stood on his front stoop, glaring, positively glaring at my house. I shrank back behind the white lace curtains in my front window so he couldn’t see me. He stood looking at my house, and then suddenly launched into a fury,…
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FICTION — A Shave Too Close
Benjamin was eating anchovies on the top deck of the Clapham omnibus when he’d seen Sherwood’s face plastered across a billboard. Of course, he knew Sherwood worked in show business, but having no TV and no interest in cinema, never imagined he was actually a star. Benjamin tried to move from the window, but…
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Editor’s Page – We do the mash! The Monster Mash!
Editor’s Page – We do the mash! The Monster Mash! Now I bet you have that song stuck in your head. No? Pop over to YouTube and get it playing, you’ll need some background music for this one. We’re lurching though our monster issue of Twisted Sister lit mag; feel free to poke around and check…
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FICTION — A Good Student: The Tale of Yvonique
She looked up as Mlle. Dupuis approached, and then bent back to her paper, scribbles criss-crossed over and over again as she struggled to find the right words. Tight cursive spiralling into sloppiness. “Yvonique,” Mlle. Dupuis’s voice was in her ear, a faint whisper followed by the scent of her perfume, violets perhaps, or something…
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FICTION — Frogs n’ Shit
Honesty isn’t really somethin’ I am known for—but I’ll give it a try and see how it goes. I’m proud of who I am and it’s time for the world to know me. It started when I was ten. A keen fresh-faced little bugger who liked to ride his bike and skip rocks in the…
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FICTION — Lucky
A very special thank you to Cindy Rosmus, editor supreme at Yellow Mama for sharing this story. Words cannot say enough. XO, Twisted Sister “Baby,” Angel said. “I think I’m gonna die tonight.” Sure, Cass used to think. But no more. In the dark, he was like a curly-headed Grim Reaper, shivering in his hoodie. Beneath…
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