KINGFISH OF LOUISIANA by William R. Stoddart
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...
EDNA by Katie Sweeting
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...
THE LIVES OF ANGELS by Mike Lee
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 by Claire Ibarra
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 by Jack Hutchinson
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,...
A SUBTERRANEAN PURGATORY by Mitchell Near
A Subterranean Purgatory
by
Mitchell Near
When I was a boy, I took the bus to school. I had no other choice. Too far to walk; too far to bicycle. Both my parents worked long hours, Dad...
REMEMBER HAWAII by Mickki Garrity
Remember Hawaii
Thud, thud, thud, thud. The sound reaches through my dreamless sleep and I struggle to open my eyes against the brightness of the windows.
“Amanda!” yells Greg through the front door. Sigh. How long...
RETURNING by Audrey Renner
Returning
By Audrey Renner
Felicity examines the halls of The Great’s Garden Museum one last time. Her footsteps echo through the dark, empty museum. She enters the Dutch Room and stops. A lone woman stands...
JUNKYARD DOG by Henry Alan Paper
JUNKYARD DOG
I was fifteen and rabid, roaming the streets of Los Angeles like a wild dog, watching videogames on TV, old boxing matches on YouTube, Tik-Tok and Instagram on my phone, listening to...
HUNGRY by Liz Shine
Hungry
It’s a typical boring Saturday. Susie woke two hours ago, but is still lying in bed, thinking. She stares at the top-bunk ceiling, breathing the air of her shared bedroom. One of those leftover-hot...