FLIGHT – By J.R. Gerow
FLIGHTBy J.R. Gerow
She wakes him up and carries him out to the car with his head buried in her shoulder, straddling her ribcage and watching sideways through the...
CARNIVAL – By Shayna Boisvert
CARNIVALBy Shayna Boisvert
The evening was approaching midnight; outside, an owl let out a haunting call, and darkness bled in from the stained glass of the ballroom. Rosaline continued...
ASH WEDNESDAY – By Vince Barry
ASH WEDNESDAYBy Vince Barry
Save for the black pig she was walking, nothing struck Aschenbach as unusual about the woman he passed while on his daily constitutional along Maiden...
GOODWILL – By Tony D’Aloisio
GOODWILLBy Tony D’Aloisio
I remember laying there for a few minutes right after waking up that morning, feeling all hazy and out of it. Like that was all I...
THE MAN WHO DID NOTHING – By Amr Mekki
THE MAN WHO DID NOTHINGBy Amr Mekki
The idea came to him as he sat behind his desk, staring at a thick stack of papers. He hesitated to start...
LEAVING KARACHI – By Neil D. Desmond
LEAVING KARACHIBy Neil D. Desmond
Elise was not looking forward to her next "assignment." He did not give his name, saying only that he was from Karachi but had...
SOUP – By Rachel Cohen
SOUPBy Rachel Cohen
Tali stared at the fish, and the koi looked back at her. A red, a yellow and a green, eyes bulging in the arid shop window, the...
EVERYBODY NEEDS SOMETHING – By Melanie Pappadis Faranello
EVERYBODY NEEDS SOMETHINGBy Melanie Pappadis Faranello
Thanksgiving was in a couple of months and Sal considered who he might call on the occasion he’d ever have his son for...
NO EXPERIENCE NECESSARY – By Ed Meek
NO EXPERIENCE NECESSARYBy Ed Meek
In the summer of 1985, I was painting triple-deckers in Roxbury, Massachusetts. I came up from Carol, Pennsylvania, which is where I grew up. ...
CHECKMATE – By Laura DellaBadia
CHECKMATEBy Laura DellaBadia
Towering as high as the old, weathered castle’s stone walls, the veins of prickly crimson red roses climb. The rosses have run wild in the years...
