THE COMPANY HE KEEPS by John Garcia
THE COMPANY HE KEEPSby John Garcia
He sits at an empty table in Leon Cafe in downtown Guatemala City. Looking up, he watches the uneven, twirling blades of a dust-covered ceiling fan, and slides over...
BROTHERS by Jeremy Ford
BROTHERSby Jeremy Ford
I wasn’t sure my brother understood what happened. I knew he didn’t understand what it all meant. You see, Jacob’s didn’t process things the way you or I would. They’d told us...
THOSE LOVELY FAMILY MOMENTS by Wendy Thornton
THOSE LOVELY FAMILY MOMENTSby Wendy Thornton
Once when I was a single parent, I took my daughter camping. At the time, I was determined to do all the fun things I did when I was...
NINE / TEN by David Robbins
NINE / TENby David Robbins
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For six months, Arthur Kramer treated me like he was doing me a favor by planking me. I let it happen because you’re out in the ninth if you don’t...
CANCERPHOBIA by Anna Lindwasser
CANCERPHOBIAby Anna Lindwasser
“John Proctor got me feeling some type of way. I can see how he honorable. He sacrificed his life for what he believed in. But we talking bout a thirty-year-old man who...
DISTRACTIONS by John Himmelheber
DISTRACTIONSby John Himmelheber
My arms full of groceries, mostly light stuff but a couple heavy things, I was just leaving the Giant Grocery south of Baltimore. I had to adjust the load once to avoid...
HORSE AND GARDEN by Norbert Kovacs
HORSE AND GARDENby Norbert Kovacs
Gene Stamp was proud of his flower garden. He had set its plot in the middle of his backyard where any visitors would see it immediately through the bay window...
DROVE MY CHEVY TO THE LEVEE BUT THE LEVEE WAS DRY by Beth Goldner
DROVE MY CHEVY TO THE LEVEE BUT THE LEVEE WAS DRYby Beth Goldner
I stole the Jackson Marlowe sculpture, Cattails for Wendy, from the front yard of Jackson’s very own house. The stems were made of rebar...
FAITH AND DESTINY by John Tavares
FAITH AND DESTINYby John Tavares
Things were happening so fast—Faith couldn’t believe how quickly her anger overpowered her. When she discovered her sister took her brand new black yoga pants, and chopped the legs off,...
SOMETHING GRAND by Joann Smith
SOMETHING GRANDby Joann Smith
“My God, it’s the church,” Mary Ryan cried as she and her neighbors Dora Amato and Eddie and Carol Edmunds turned the corner onto the Grand Concourse.Mary Ryan had been lying...