Fiction - Year VI - Number 46 - March 2021

Kingfish of Louisiana  The express jet banked low over huge storage vats of crude oil that lined the chocolate brown river. Damian was headed home after twenty-five years. He called his sister, Toni from his...

I didn’t know what to wear. Of all the things to think about on that first morning, I concentrated on clothing. Not too dressy—it wasn’t a party. I wouldn’t wear a clingy shirt or...

It was one of those nights; the freaky snowstorm that never comes but once a comet’s pass here in this part of Texas. The car breaking down in the back of beyond in Travis...

Alteration       With dreams of chasing Richard through dimly lit subway stations and the dark, wooded trails of Central Park, Margaret had a fitful night.  Yet, when she woke up in the morning something was...

Split the G Henry sat down at the Auld Shillelagh and made a dismal attempt at splitting the G. The black settled just above the bottom of the harp. His friend and flatmate, Conor Brady,...

Photograph by Katya Shubova “The Biology of Courage” by Mark Blickley My name is Jull Soares and I am a bastard. This is not a particular opinion that I, or anyone else that I'm aware of, has placed...

Around the Corner My heart beat fast against my chest as I ran down the halls of the office. What once was my solitude now became a maze, twisting and turning around every corner trying...

I’ve thought a lot about what I’d say if I were the one leading Mrs. Hannecker’s memorial service today. It’s a fantasy, I know. I’m just a coworker. But memorizing lines is what I...

Crush Sweat beaded down her forehead, fire seemed to dance down her shoulders and back. Her thighs stuck like Velcro to the seat and her ribs began to bruise right then. How long had she been...

Security When her son, Tavo, first came into her room – light on, 3 a.m., cat swiveling its head away from the noises in the yard below to the son at the door – he...