Well, on the last day of August (!) the August Issue of Wilde Oats is now published. Three stories, part 3 of Brian Holliday’s novella Delta, and the winning six drabbles from our drabble competition. Also, as part of the issue 18, another story from the archives, If Only, by Don M,, was uploaded, which is where this picture comes from. We thought you’d enjoy it.
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LOVE STORY 3 – by Luis Martín Ulloa. Translated from Spanish by Michael Langdon
I was his wife for two months. Not his lover, his wife. What’s more, I was an unsatisfied wife. Literally. In my defense, I was completely inexperienced at that time. I had recently gotten my first “important” job, and it fell to me to interview him when he applied for a position. It wasn’t a […]
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“Jehovah is my refuge.” That text formed part of the WhatsApp avatar of the proprietress of the Hotel Mirador Calopala. Such conspicuous piety did not prevent her from naming the hotel dog Jezebel. Maybe I gave the dog that name. Whatever her real name, Jezebel entangled my emotions. Not right away. Our first night at […]
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Whew! I’ve read some and covered the rest with bookmarks. It will take awhile to get through it all!
Great post.