HOW TO BUILD A BRICK WALK by David Landsperger
HOW TO BUILD A BRICK WALKby David Landsperger It was a beautiful Sunday morning in July and he knew exactly what to do with it. Doing nothing would give him too much time to think,...
SAFETY by Victoria Harris
SAFETYBy Victoria Harris
Keep your distance from her. That’s what has always kept you safe. Sane. Next time she tries to draw you into a conversation about yourself, steer it elsewhere. And don’t have so...
A BORING LIFE by Barbara Borst
A BORING LIFEby Barbara Borst
“You’re not really going, are you?”Laura wasn’t sure which of the guests milling about her living room had lofted that question over the din.“Of course not,” she replied to them...
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PUNCH DRUNK by Annabelle Baptista
PUNCH DRUNKBy Annabelle Baptista
I clutched my jaw as if I’d been sucker punched. Genevieve looked up from my case file, her piercing grey eyes like pressed pickleloaf from some kindergartener’s soggy lunch sack. Over...
THE YOUNG WARRIORS by Steve Slavin
THE YOUNG WARIORSby Steve Slavin
1The day before I left for basic training, I sat in Katz’s, a massive family style delicatessen on the Lower Eastside. Widely known for its delicious pastrami, corned beef, and...
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GHOSTS by David Rogers
GHOSTSby David Rogers
When the ghosts started to appear, I knew it was only a matter of time til Stephen would show up. Again.#“Laura, you’re out of uniform,” Jimmy Neutron said. Like Joe’s Mexican Restaurant...
STREET OF ANOTHER WISH by Judson Blake
STREET OF ANOTHER WISHby Judson Blake
They discussed it several times. How it would be straightforward and might even be fun, moving, really, only across town. There would be more space than they had now....
THE DAY OF THE FIRE by Jeff Bakkensen
THE DAY OF THE FIREby Jeff Bakkensen
There’s a special smile when they see you walking a dog. Like, Yep, one of the tribe. Mei’s said pregnant women get it too, earlier than you’d think. But...
THE CLIENT by Catherine Lin
THE CLIENTby Catherine Lin
The first thing Debbie noticed when Hilaria Wigotsky got into her car, was that she didn’t look like most clients. From the thick, blonde hair elegantly coiled on the back of...
THE FIELD OF PLAY by Mike Sharlow
THE FIELD OF PLAYBy Mike Sharlow
Our world revolved around “the field.” It was about fifty yards wide from the street to the block wall of St. Dominic’s Convent and about two blocks long. In...