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Matters of Time by Kiyomi Appleton Gaines
They say that when the dead leave us, they aren’t really gone, they just go on to the next place. They say that time is like a river, a loop, and when you leave it at one point, you can jump back in again at another place. They say that…
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You and I Both Saw Six Years Old by Amy Alexander
For Freddy AltmannBorn: 9 October, 1896Died: 14 March, 1903 of DiptheriaBuried at Linwood Cemetery, Glenwood Springs, Co. You and I both saw six years old.A grey mud filled your throat the day you died.I walked too many steps into a fold. The place I found was foul and terrible, coldin…
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Q&A with NYT Bestselling Author Karen Chance
Our Editor-in-chief had the opportunity to interview Karen Chance, author of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling Cassandra Palmer Series. The series follows Cassie Palmer, the clairvoyant for the supernatural world and a magnet for trouble. When she’s not saving the world from vengeful gods and their crazy…
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Time by Maddie M. White
Seconds ticked by on the clock. One, two, three… After sixty, it started over. In less than sixty seconds I saw her look up from the book she was reading. Her eyes met mine and changed me forever. She cracked a smile and looked back at the words on the page. Minutes went slower. It took minutes to gather…
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Table of Contents: Issue 1
Letter from the Editor TimeMaddie M. White BuriedMonica Kagan The Space Between MomentsAlexis Hunter The Star GlassLucy Whitehead The Three And A Half Lives Of Euphemia Stauton’s DressAmanda McLeod Matters of TimeKiyomi Appleton Gaines TimeRobert Grant Cleaning HouseSalvatore Difalco PantomimeRobert Grant LegaciesDarcy Lin Wood A Lounge Full of Dead QueensHaley…
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Pantomime by Robert Grant
A monster, from the humans and the gods, Born into a line of royal blood, Its features are grotesque and wild and odd Its origins are vile. Its cold childhood Is locked within a maze of giant stones. Taught to kill for food and sport, and hence It rages through…
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The Three And A Half Lives Of Euphemia Stauton’s Dress by Amanda McLeod
I was first conceived as a tribute to status; fabric beyond fabric, with sleeves that defied gravity. A spine of tiny covered buttons ran the length of my bodice from neck to hips. My overlay, a confection of fine embroidery and beading, was testament to the skill of my creator.…
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Letter from the Editor
Dear Readers, The creation of this magazine has been a dream of mine for years. As a writer who primarily finds herself delving into history, I found a gap in the writing market. Where were writers like myself supposed to submit their work? Most journals have a niche — horror,…
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Two Paths to the Cemetery on the Hill by Amy Alexander
Two paths to the cemetery on the hill,one chewed to stones by rain and age,one steep and smooth as raven’s bill. I had to choose, so it goes, still,flowers and undergrowth, a trail haunted by sage,two paths to the cemetery on the hill. Old dog by my side rushes to…
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No Time for Obsession by Andy McClung
The apartment is remarkable in its orderliness but depressing in its utilitarianism, exactly as Katherine Doyle had imagined it. Well, at least those few times over the last fifteen years that she had bothered to think about where her father lived. The suit, her father’s only one, is easy enough…
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