TALL TALES by Drew Ross
“Tommy threw Dad’s wallet on the roof.”
These words revealed to my parents they had a liar-liar pants-on-fire rascal for a kid.
This happened during a family vacation when I was seven years old....
THE FURIES by Finnegan Shepard
Abigail dreamt that her ex-girlfriend was laying in a field of alpine wildflowers, and that when Abigail reached her--stepping from a flying carpet, holding a juice box—her ex rolled over to offer Abigail the...
MY BUG ZAPPER by James Miller
In my backyard, there are fruit mice that come out at night, devious, and peel my oranges. In the morning it looks like a herd of suburban moms have come through for mimosas and...
THE PRIEST by John Young
Much given to the idea of good order and predictability in all aspects of life, Javier, resident police officer in the same small town for many years, viewed with renewed suspicion the recently appointed,...
THE CONVERSATION by Zach Murphy
“How do you want to die?“
“Is that a threat?”
“I mean, like. . . If you could choose, which way would you prefer to die?”
“Thank God. I was worried for a second.”
“And you can’t say...
TRIGER WARNING TRIGER WARNING by David Leys
“So was Lucy there tonight?”
I was driving Finn home from Irish dancing.
“No, she says she’s not doing it any more,” he said. “Ever.”
“Oh,” I said. I was disappointed. Lucy was a friend Marla and...
THE EMERGENT IMMIGRANT by Ivanka Fear
“Vince, are you alright?” cried Jure, running toward his brother.
Minutes before, all had been as usual. Every day Vince, Jure, Danica, and Katarina walked the road from their farmhouse to the village school...
VIRAL BIRTHDAY by Mohamed Mahou
Tamri village, situated behind the Atlas Mountains, had been under the lockdown for three months and a day. Before the probable announcement of its lifting, the cat stood up; her ears were pointed backwards...
ISABELLA OR PENELOPE by Edward Sheehy
Cassandra’s Unisex Hair Salon and Psychic Palm Advisory occupied 700 primo square feet in a renovated strip mall fronting Columbia Pike just minutes from the Pentagon and a nine iron shot across the Potomac...
BLESSED ARE THE CURSED by Bryan Grafton
“Magda, Magda dear have you made up your mind yet?” asked the social worker. “These people deserve an answer.”
She hated her name, a name from the old country, a grandmother’s name, a grandmother...