Fiction - Year VI - Number 46 - March 2021

Pelios Has Departed DSM-5 Criteria for PTSD Criterion A (one required): The person was exposed to: death, threatened death, actual or threatened serious injury, or actual or threatened sexual violence Criterion B (one required): The traumatic event...

MAYA Her tiny fingers tightly clutched the backpack . A small, pink suitcase lay by her feet. She and Alice sat next to each other on the dark beige, traditional sofa. Her legs dangled a...

Underlying Condition When I was mustering out— Whoa! I’m not talking anything as intrepid as Ranger Company for Field Force II. No, no, the Peace Corps is all. Uganda. Y’know, Idi Amin, “Big Daddy”— “His Excellency...

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...

Cake Rush By Courtnei Hill If being in a baking competition didn’t bring a pit in Sarah’s stomach, it was her fallen cake. Her heartbeat ringing in her ears, deafened the sound of ovens and mixing...

It’s ten o’clock on Sunday morning when the thunder of a Harley stops in my driveway.  Two slices of raisin bread toast and a mug of Columbian are before me on the table and...