DUST by Maggie Slepian
DUSTBy Maggie Slepian
I was at a stoplight, the one that never seems to be green no matter which direction you come from. It was the part of town...
SOLO ACT by Malcolm Garcia
SOLO ACTBy Malcolm Garcia
She holds a yellow feather.--Do you know anything about birds? she asks.He shakes his head, no, and moves over to make room for her on...
LAST NIGHT by Cassie Lawson
LAST NIGHTBy Cassie Lawson
“Do you want to get high tonight?”I nearly dropped the receiver and choked on my Dorritos. “Wha- wait. What?”“I can come pick you up in...
A ROOM FOR TWO by Cristina Oramas
A ROOM FOR TWOBy Cristina Oramas
Sweat made her tight white dress cling to her curvy figure. “Why do you always make me meet you in such dingy motels?”...
APPOINTMENT IN ZANESVILLE by Don Dussault
APPOINTMENT IN ZANESVILLEBy Don Dussault
Bustling more than usual this morning, Thelma sets the omelet platter down hard before me and deftly slides an omelet into my plate, then...
UNDER THE FLOORS OF CHURCHES by Libby Copa
UNDER THE FLOORS OF CHURCHESBy Libby Copa
She had not wanted him to come with her to the wedding in the first place. That morning as Maren lay naked...
QUEEN’S GAMBIT by Lazar Trubman
QUEEN'S GAMBITBy Lazar Trubman
“I’m not particularly against telemarketers, but if they could only use a little more improvisation,” says Bill Stubbs setting out the chessmen for our usual...
A GIRL DIED HERE by Kyle Labe
A GIRL DIED HEREBy Kyle Labe
The cross is white. Her portrait embellishes the center, as if she’s crucified. As if she died so we can live. It’s on...
HIS HOME by Effy Rose
HIS HOMEBy Effy Rose
It’s the house I grew up in, but everything’s different. Forty years ago, I left it to care for itself, and I suppose it has....
TWENTY-SEVEN VELVET BOXES by Zia Marshall
TWENTY-SEVEN VELVET BOXESBy Zia Marshall Shoma scooped up her hair into a ponytail as she ran down the stairs to get breakfast ready for Farhaan. Soft sunlight filtered in through the large picture...
