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    Poetry

    Ahasuerus

    Zachariah Wells

    It was a colossal case of crossed wires.
    When he stopped to beg a drop of water,
    I misheard him. His mouth was gummy,
    there was a horrible hubbub and my ears
    have never been quite right. I thought he asked
    for a pair of sandals.

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    Drama

    *Donne in

    Yvette Nolan

    Night. A man stands on the railing of a bridge, looking down at the water. He leans out over the water hanging on with one hand.
    Sound of a car door.
    Max enters behind Donne.
    Max:Huyah!!
    Donne:Aaauch! (he grabs the upright, clings) Christ!
    Max:Couldn’t do it, eh? That was your big chance.
    Donne:What the hell are you talking about?
    Max:Could even’ve told yourself it was an accident on the way down. In case you’re a Catholic.
    Donne: I’m not - I’m not - I wasn’t going to - (pause) I was chased up here by a dog.
    Max:A dog.
    Donne: Yes, a dog.

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    Fiction

    A Drop of Coffee

    Sifa Asani Gowon

     
    This is a bad idea, she told herself. Maybe you should forget it and walk away while you still can. The pride in her rose to the fore, the taste of it metallic in her mouth. Meeting him was a last ditch effort to get things right- right for her and for Nadyezhda.
    She rubbed her palms on her silk skirt, whether to smooth out imaginary wrinkles or wipe the sweat off, she was unsure. Her right eye was starting to twitch; an annoying effect of nervousness and one she had tried vainly to erase. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Relax Salima, she told herself, it is unpleasant but it must be done.

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    Art Quote

    It takes a long time for a man to look like his portrait.
    - James McNeill Whistler

    Gwenaël Bélanger

    Art

    Author

    100, rue Blainville Ouest
    - Gwenaël Bélanger

    Thank You

    Volunteers for Issue 11

    For copy-editing this issue of MTLS thanks:

    - Lequanne Collins-Bacchus


    Acknowledgement

    MTLS is grateful to Jetioluwa Olafimihan (Cotta Red Creative Studio) for her hard work on web development and management.


    Dedication

    To the memory of Stephen Potts

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