WHAT THINGS, THESE THINGS, STIR THE HEART by Joe De Quattro
WHAT THINGS, THESE THINGS, STIR THE HEARTby Joe De Quattro
In voicing his uncertainty Martin Colliver felt he was making a declaration. “I have no idea how to do this!” He understood that admissions such...
EVERYTHING TASTES LIKE TIN by Bari Hein
EVERYTHING TASTES LIKE TINby Bari Hein
Wherever Joe’s youngest son goes, trouble follows.His older two, Jacob and Luke, managed to grow up without breaking a single bone between them. Matthew, on the other hand, broke...
THE RETURN OF THE TUNNEL RATS by Michael Walker
THE RETURN OF THE TUNNEL RATSby Michael S. Walker
It was in Great Vale Park that I last saw George Oliver.He was a drummer. He had been the drummer in a punk band I had...
THE DECAYING AND BLOOMING MIND by Diego Lorenzo Leyva
THE DECAYING AND BLOOMING MINDby Diego Lorenzo Leyva
Psychotic Break
Bring on the psychotic break! We're strong enough for it! We shall let this heavy burden ride our backs until we, proud horses, perish.
Welcome to the...
THREAT OF RAIN by Brian Stumbaugh
THREAT OF RAINby Brian Stumbaugh
"Pass the scrubber?"He slides her the yellow nylon scrubber, a soapy mesh lemon in his hands, slick in the luke warm water. Their fingers entwine for just a second, then...
NO BOYS ALLOWED by Jessica Simpkiss
NO BOYS ALLOWEDby Jessica Simpkiss
Clint was fifteen when an accident killed our father. I can still remember the look on my mother’s face as she tried to tell us that he wouldn’t be coming...
STAY by Mariana Sabino
STAYby Mariana Sabino
As I stood outside the house, a bottled-down stillness came over me. I caught a strong whiff of mold – sweetened somehow. Soon enough, the door swung open and out came my...
FEVER by James Christon
FEVERby James Christon
1. InsideThe wood panelling denotes how old the world is around him. How history resides in the classrooms like bottomless pits found by scuba divers. Dan takes a deep breath and unwillingly ingests...
A PITSTOP ON THE ROAD TO REDEMPTION by Mark Kaye
A PITSTOP ON THE ROAD TO REDEMPTIONby Mark Kaye
In the centre of the town square stood a fountain in the middle of which was a statue of a giant conch adorned with twisted ivy...
ON THE WAY TO FLORIDA by Thomas Genevieve
ON THE WAY TO FLORIDAby Thomas Genevieve
Holly knew Keith would blast the air conditioning the entire trip, and he did. Smiling, she pulled the sweatshirt she brought in anticipation over her head. There was...