Publication: New Flash Fiction Review
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I Don’t Know What Wind Is by Chris Scott
Approximately thirty seconds before dismissal, one of my first graders asks me what wind is. I freeze up, sixteen first grade faces watching me, they all suddenly want to know what wind is, right now, right this moment. I’m 41 years old, and I honestly have no idea. This story isn’t about wind, and I…
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Julian by Nathan Leslie
A retired restaurant critic with health issues comes back for one special meal. It sounds lovely: Dragon’s breath chili, blood clams, casu marzu cheese, nomura’s jellyfish, apple seeds, even fugu and sannakji, the raw, still moving octopus tendrils. I was queasy reading this. Perfectly executed.