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		<title>HEATHER STARASTIN: Table-Turning</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2026 16:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Nerves shredded by months of shrieking, Harold applied for immediate removal of the ghost. The council declined. “Long-term occupant,” said the clerk. “He has rights.” “But he’s dead!” “Makes no difference, sorry.” That night, the ghost gibbered until 3 a.m. Next morning, Harold received an eviction notice—for unlawful harassment. British-born writer and translator Heather Starastin &#8230; <a href="http://fiftywordstories.com/2026/10/09/heather-starastin-table-turning/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">HEATHER STARASTIN: Table-Turning</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nerves shredded by months of shrieking, Harold applied for immediate removal of the ghost. The council declined. “Long-term occupant,” said the clerk. “He has rights.”</p>
<p>“But he’s dead!”</p>
<p>“Makes no difference, sorry.”</p>
<p>That night, the ghost gibbered until 3 a.m. Next morning, Harold received an eviction notice—for unlawful harassment.</p>
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<p>British-born writer and translator Heather Starastin lives in Toronto and enjoys writing fiction about ordinary people encountering improbable situations. She is indefatigable in her pursuit of the perfect cup of tea.</p>
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		<title>KASSY ECONOMOU: Probably Just Heartburn</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2026 10:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The road is gently sloping, not steep. She’s breathless. A little tightening, that’s all. No elephants, no terrible radiance. Not severe, nor crushing. Barely squeezy. It will stop when I rest. She does. It does. She returns to her book and wine. She’s not the betting kind, but she gambles. Kassy is trying to be &#8230; <a href="http://fiftywordstories.com/2026/10/09/kassy-economou-probably-just-heartburn/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">KASSY ECONOMOU: Probably Just Heartburn</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The road is gently sloping, not steep. She’s breathless.</p>
<p><em>A little tightening, that’s all. No elephants, no terrible radiance. Not severe, nor crushing. Barely squeezy. It will stop when I rest. </em></p>
<p>She does. It does. She returns to her book and wine.</p>
<p>She’s not the betting kind, but she gambles.</p>
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<p>Kassy is trying to be a part-time writer in Colorado. Her work is featured mainly under a pile of tears and rejection notices.</p>
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		<title>BRYAN ZATOPEK: Day Eight</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2026 16:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Man created AI, and on the seventh day, he panicked. It spread like a virus, its contributions novel, its disruption magnificent. Soon it was bloating pride, compounding greed, personalizing lust, escalating envy, supersizing gluttony, stoking wrath, and automating sloth. And on the eighth day, it saw that he was redundant. Bryan is an advertising copywriter &#8230; <a href="http://fiftywordstories.com/2026/10/08/bryan-zatopek-day-eight/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">BRYAN ZATOPEK: Day Eight</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Man created AI, and on the seventh day, he panicked.</p>
<p>It spread like a virus, its contributions novel, its disruption magnificent.</p>
<p>Soon it was bloating pride, compounding greed, personalizing lust, escalating envy, supersizing gluttony, stoking wrath, and automating sloth.</p>
<p>And on the eighth day, it saw that he was redundant.</p>
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<p>Bryan is an advertising copywriter who’s drawn to the evocative simplicity of micro fiction largely due to his goldfish-like attention span.</p>
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		<title>BOB THURBER: The Rollercoaster Ride</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2026 10:00:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was our honeymoon. We had no idea what we were in for. The jerking turns, multiple inversions and twisted track propelling us into repeated slow climbs to dizzying heights, the momentary pause on the peak, the breathtaking view, before a vertical plunge exceeding 70 mph ended with a loop-de-loop. Bob Thurber is the author &#8230; <a href="http://fiftywordstories.com/2026/10/08/bob-thurber-the-rollercoaster-ride/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">BOB THURBER: The Rollercoaster Ride</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was our honeymoon. We had no idea what we were in for. The jerking turns, multiple inversions and twisted track propelling us into repeated slow climbs to dizzying heights, the momentary pause on the peak, the breathtaking view, before a vertical plunge exceeding 70 mph ended with a loop-de-loop.</p>
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<p>Bob Thurber is the author of six books. Regarded as a master of Flash and Micro Fiction, his work has appeared in Esquire and other magazines, been anthologized 60 times, received a long list of awards, and been utilized in schools and colleges throughout the world. He resides in Massachusetts. Visit his website at <a href="http://bobthurber.net/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">BobThurber.net</a>.</p>
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		<title>STORY OF THE MONTH: September 2026</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2026 19:13:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The Story of the Month is chosen from the Story of the Week winners announced from the past month. The finalists for September were: Visitation by Paul D&#8217;Arcy Cradle by Mikaila Nalbantova The One Who Can&#8217;t Close Her Eyes by Angela Carlton Barren by Cynthia Chrisman The winner of the September 2026 Story of the &#8230; <a href="http://fiftywordstories.com/2026/10/07/story-of-the-month-september-2026/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">STORY OF THE MONTH: September 2026</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Story of the Month is chosen from the Story of the Week winners announced from the past month.</p>
<p>The finalists for September were:</p>
<p><a href="https://fiftywordstories.com/2026/09/03/paul-darcy-visitation/"><strong>Visitation</strong></a> by Paul D&#8217;Arcy<br />
<a href="https://fiftywordstories.com/2026/09/07/mikaila-nalbantova-cradle/"><strong>Cradle</strong></a> by Mikaila Nalbantova<br />
<a href="https://fiftywordstories.com/2026/09/15/angela-carlton-the-one-who-cant-close-her-eyes/"><strong>The One Who Can&#8217;t Close Her Eyes</strong></a> by Angela Carlton<br />
<a href="https://fiftywordstories.com/2026/09/25/cynthia-chrisman-barren/"><strong>Barren</strong></a> by Cynthia Chrisman</p>
<p>The winner of the September 2026 Story of the Month is…</p>
<p><strong>Visitation</strong></p>
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		<title>LYNN KOZLOWSKI: Grandpa Buddha</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2026 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The grandchildren are hungry, tired, and close to wild, and the parents are struggling to wrangle the two of them. Grandpa sits smiling slightly. No Lotus Position; he&#8217;s in a chair, his feet on the floor. He is relaxed, his tongue held with ease, knowing he has nothing to offer. Lynn Kozlowski has appeared in &#8230; <a href="http://fiftywordstories.com/2026/10/07/lynn-kozlowski-grandpa-buddha/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">LYNN KOZLOWSKI: Grandpa Buddha</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The grandchildren are hungry, tired, and close to wild, and the parents are struggling to wrangle the two of them. Grandpa sits smiling slightly. No Lotus Position; he&#8217;s in a chair, his feet on the floor. He is relaxed, his tongue held with ease, knowing he has nothing to offer.</p>
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<p>Lynn Kozlowski has appeared in <em>The Citron Review, The Zodiac Review, Molecule, 50-Word Stories, Bright Flash Literary Review, Every Day Fiction, The Dribble Drabble Review, Friday Flash Fiction, Switch</em>, and <em>The Malahat Review</em>. He has a volume of short pieces, <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Historical-Markers-Lynn-Kozlowski/dp/0972332960/ref=sr_1_1?crid=2OYKQGDHLDLVK&amp;keywords=kozlowski+historical+markers&amp;qid=1688234439&amp;sprefix=kozlowski+historical+markers%2Caps%2C101&amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Historical Markers</a>.</p>
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		<title>LIAM MacDONALD: The Absent Sound of a Silently Burning Bridge</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Tim]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2026 10:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[His opinions and wisdom were never appropriately valued. So, one day, he decided to simply stop speaking. “I’ll show them all,” he thought in bitter anticipation. “Once they notice my silence, they’ll come running to apologize and beg &#8211; absolutely beg &#8211; me for my brilliance.” He never spoke another word again. A recovering lawyer, &#8230; <a href="http://fiftywordstories.com/2026/10/07/liam-macdonald-the-absent-sound-of-a-silently-burning-bridge/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">LIAM MacDONALD: The Absent Sound of a Silently Burning Bridge</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>His opinions and wisdom were never appropriately valued. So, one day, he decided to simply stop speaking.</p>
<p>“I’ll show them all,” he thought in bitter anticipation. “Once they notice my silence, they’ll come running to apologize and beg &#8211; absolutely beg &#8211; me for my brilliance.”</p>
<p>He never spoke another word again.</p>
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<p>A recovering lawyer, Liam MacDonald has learned when to speak and when to remain silent, although he does get the two mixed up from time to time. Find him at <a href="http://liammacwrites.com/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">liammacwrites.com</a>.</p>
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		<title>SHIRLEE JELLUM: Perfection</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 16:00:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[No matter how hard she worked, her achievements were never enough. Straight As, art awards, concert solos, first place ribbons—she was always expected to improve. Then she discovered the scale—her proof. The mirror—her judge. The hunger—her vindication. It became easy to do nothing. To slowly disappear. Shirlee Jellum is a retired English teacher who published &#8230; <a href="http://fiftywordstories.com/2026/10/06/shirlee-jellum-perfection/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">SHIRLEE JELLUM: Perfection</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>No matter how hard she worked, her achievements were never enough. Straight As, art awards, concert solos, first place ribbons—she was always expected to improve.</p>
<p>Then she discovered the scale—her proof. The mirror—her judge. The hunger—her vindication.</p>
<p>It became easy to do nothing. To slowly disappear.</p>
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<p>Shirlee Jellum is a retired English teacher who published fiction, nonfiction and poetry. Family drama, current events and the natural world inspire her writing.</p>
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		<title>KARLIE WRIGHT: Chat with Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:00:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[You’d better start walking. Start reading. Start dancing. Start crying. Start being. There is a stranger in the rooms of your mind. He starts in the entryway, Then the living room. The dining room. The kitchen. He runs his fingers across every dusty shelf and pockets knicknacks as he goes. Karlie Wright is a teacher, &#8230; <a href="http://fiftywordstories.com/2026/10/06/karlie-wright-chat-with-me/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">KARLIE WRIGHT: Chat with Me</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You’d better start walking.</p>
<p>Start reading.<br />
Start dancing.<br />
Start crying.<br />
Start being.</p>
<p>There is a stranger in the rooms of your mind.</p>
<p>He starts in the entryway,<br />
Then the living room.<br />
The dining room.<br />
The kitchen.</p>
<p>He runs his fingers across every dusty shelf and pockets knicknacks as he goes.</p>
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<p>Karlie Wright is a teacher, trying to convince her students to stay human.</p>
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		<title>TIM BOITEAU: OldManComplex</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Tim]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2026 16:00:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[***** Perfection Verified Purchase Best thing about Plastic Darlene is she’ll never be hooked up on life support, feeding tube snaking out her throat. I’ll never have to question whether the machine is draining out her life like a clicking mechanical vampire. Will never go mad tearing out the cords. Tim Boiteau lives in Michigan. &#8230; <a href="http://fiftywordstories.com/2026/10/05/tim-boiteau-oldmancomplex/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">TIM BOITEAU: OldManComplex</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>***** Perfection</strong><br />
Verified Purchase</p>
<p>Best thing about Plastic Darlene is she’ll never be hooked up on life support, feeding tube snaking out her throat.</p>
<p>I’ll never have to question whether the machine is draining out her life like a clicking mechanical vampire.</p>
<p>Will never go mad tearing out the cords.</p>
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<p>Tim Boiteau lives in Michigan. He is a Writers of the Future winner and author of <em>The Nilwere</em> (Grendel Press, 2024).</p>
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