TWICE A WEEK THE WINTER THOROUGH By Dan Berick
TWICE A WEEK THE WINTER THOROUGH
By Dan Berick
“This is another one of my mother’s great ideas.”
That was all that I could think of as I stood in the gray slush on the sidewalk...
SHADOWS IN EMPTY ROOMS By Mike D’Angelo
SHADOWS IN EMPTY ROOMSBy M. Cid D’Angelo
There’s Pat Methany on the radio: misty music somehow in the somber glow of the dash lights. A lonely train chugs through the tune and the trucker...
SIGHTSEEING By Read Trammel
SIGHTSEEINGBy Read Trammel
The moment she saw the inflatable pink rabbit drunkenly folded over in decreasing tumescence, Samantha longed to kick it. More, she wanted to beat it, to feel that smack slap of hands...
(IN)SIGNIFICANT OTHER By Kelly Smith
(IN)SIGNIFICANT OTHER
By Kell Smith
Attraction is a science, they say, all chemicals and hormones, a type of alchemy that turns strangers into gold. The right physical proportions, the right smile, temperament, were each components in...
YOUNG ENOUGH TO BE AFRAID By Charlotte Freccia
YOUNG ENOUGH TO BE AFRAIDBy Charlotte Freccia
Zooey came up with the sun, her head in Franny’s lap, her tongue between her teeth, and the taste of blood in her mouth. She blinked, and shook...
RECREATION By David Mecklenburg
RE-CREATION
By David Mecklenburg
It’s short for Adeline, but nobody calls me that. Anyway, just relax and don’t worry about it. I was going to tell you that 10,000 Union and Confederate soldiers fought on the...
REPARATIONS By Veronica Ordway
REPARATIONS
By Veronica Ordway
Jacqueline could feel the eyes of the other people in the waiting room boring into her. She bowed her head and focused instead on the celebrities splashed across the gossip magazines that...
A FOTOGRAFIA Para João Bernardo
A FOTOGRAFIA
De João Bernardo
Dormia profundamente, como já não fazia há muito tempo, pois tinha reencontrado a felicidade e a paz de espírito. Tinha encontrado alguém com quem partilhar o bem mais precioso do mundo....
STARR: A LOVE STORY By A.R. Bender
STARR: A LOVE STORYBy A. R. Bender
Once again, the 7a.m. steam whistle blew over Seattle’s Todd Pacific Shipyards in the Harbor Island industrial area and the workers slowly emerged out of the locker rooms...
MEDIUM-RARE By Melissa Moore
MEDIUM-RARE
By Melissa Moore
“Something’s wrong with the meat.” Eddie sat on the metal kitchen counter, poking at the spot where he took a bite from his hamburger. There was something off about its taste. The...