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Short Fiction by

Alyssa Proujansky

We May Be in a Vortex of Doom, But At Least We’re in it Together by Alyssa Proujansky      Andrew and I are sitting on the bench in front of the coffee shop where we work, smoking cigarettes. We’re listening to “Fake Plastic Trees,”on


The Bruise by E.C. Messer

“Where am I to see you from now on, Madame?” he had said to her abruptly, with that strong passion which is so pleasing to women. “Why, in the Bois de Boulogne, at the Théâtre des Bouffons, at my home, everywhere,” she replied. ~Honoré de