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Due to the large number of submissions we will not be taking any more stories until 1st May 2018. We have a backlog of work to be published and we wish to give all of our authors the opportunity to get published.

 
 

Stress Relief

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“Glad that’s over. I don’t know about you, but when I get home I’m going straight to bed.” said Clarence, walking out of the factory and stretching.

“Lucky you.” replied John, his coworker.

“Wadda ya mean?”

“I’ve got about a half hour to get to my third shift job.”

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The Town

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The town is, was, and will be. It has been there since before anyone can remember, or records show. The town had survived the ravages of untold ages and weathered storms the like of which none could recall. And of all its queer inhabitants, none were stranger or more reclusive than the withered old man who lived on the highest hill in the town. He had lived there, in a creaky old house with a broken-down porch and broken windows, for longer than anyone alive could remember.

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The Colored Only Balcony

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My job is simple and I hate it. Every night before the featured film at the Roxanne Theater in Indianapolis, I stand at the bottom of a stairway and direct all the colored people to seats in the balcony.

I'm an usherette. I wear a bell-boy uniform that makes me look like the “Call for Phillip Morris” cigarette bell-boy on TV. The uniform is not why I hate my job.

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