Tag: fiction
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Devil’s Child
Through the crack in the door I watch the silhouettes of the village kids kicking balls in the dry dirt. I could be with them if not for my sin. Father tells me I must not approach the children lest I taint, or otherwise curse, them. I glimpse pieces of…
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Faithful Friends (Clean Fiction Magazine Fall 2024 Winner)
Through the window, Ray saw a dead world. The month-long drought had decimated the land, drying the dirt so completely that each time he searched the ground for fallen acorns, the dirt crumbled under his paws like a forgotten cookie. The leaves had all begun to rot on the ground,…
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Ashen Tulip (Clean Fiction Contest Winner)
Through the window, I saw the future. Dreams are always strange, but this . . . I actually felt like I was in the dream. The hairs on my arms rose from the chill behind the window. Definitely weird. Without deciding whether I should be curious or worried that I…