Abstract Magazine International | Fiction
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Fiction

Mr. Singh by Don Taylor

08 Nov 2017, Posted by admin in Short Fiction

Art: Lavien Darja, @lavien_darja MR. SINGH It was 10 o’clock on a hot Tuesday morning in August. Jake jumped the fence at the back of the house, swung a kick at an empty Buckfast bottle beside the sand pit, and ran across the park to the Spar. Inside the…

The Beast by Don Taylor

06 Nov 2017, Posted by admin in Short Fiction

Art: Vera Fonseka, @verafonsekaart THE BEAST Sometimes you lie on your bed and remember. You remember the time uncle Josh came back from Canada and brought you the air pistol. He had to smuggle it in through customs. It was just like the ones you saw advertised on the…

Home by Bleriana Myftiu

20 Oct 2017, Posted by admin in Short Fiction

Art: Altar by Jieun Beth Kim, @jieunbeth HOME 1 One summer night in Tirana, on the balcony on the second floor, I lay on my back feeling the cool breeze and listening to the croaking of frogs from the artificial lake, a strange lullaby. I found myself wondering…

Genetics: Haibun by Roberta Beary

24 Jul 2017, Posted by admin in Fiction

Art: André Gonçalves, @andre_goncalves_arts GENETICS Your eyes are big and round like your father’s but while his are the color of the Irish Sea yours are the color of the muddy fields on my father’s land fit only for the peasants who worked them.   abortion day…

Running with the Yaks: Haibun by Bob Lucky

24 Jul 2017, Posted by admin in Fiction

Art: Baptiste Charruyer, @wild_fangs_photos RUNNING WITH THE YAKS   My friend is going blind. He’s known this for most of his life. It’s genetic and can’t be corrected. His father went blind the same way. Gradually the periphery disappears and you’re squinting at the world through…

Dear Nancy Drew: Haibun by Roberta Beary

24 Jul 2017, Posted by admin in Fiction

Art: Susanne Knapp DEAR NANCY DREW It’s me. Your newest author.   I’m here to tell you it’s time. To come out. Of the closet you’ve spent decades in. It must be getting old.   How long is Girl George willing to wait? Or is…

Never Again by Thomas Elson

12 Jun 2017, Posted by admin in Fiction

Art Credit:  Martha Winterhalter NEVER AGAIN “John, come in and eat. You’ll be late for your meeting,” said his wife. “Ja, Ja. I know,” said John who continued to stand on the porch and pondered his options. “I’m waiting for Lawrence”. John braced as if…

oh cupola: haibun by Peter Newton

05 Jun 2017, Posted by admin in Short Fiction

Art Credit: Tatiana Drotsarova OH CUPOLA your little room barely big enough for a party of gnomes cousin of the widow’s walk uncle to the weather vane dear old cupola falling in for all to see if only people knew for how long and how far…

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