STANDING ON THE WRONG SIDE by Hayden Sidun
Standing on the Wrong Side
by Hayden Sidun
I’m going to kill myself. That’s the decision I made as my feet hit the frigid hardwood floor after a long night of staring at a dark ceiling,...
ATOM AND VOID by Riley Winchester
Atom and Void
The lobby at the ReAt Agency was pale and insipid. The walls were made of white bricks that were cold to the touch when I dragged my fingers along the lines of...
BLACK HOLES by Jaclyn Reed
Black Holes
Jessica sat on the small kitchen table with her feet on the head chair and stared out the window, a cigarette pinched between her thumb and middle finger. Bits of ash fell...
DAMAGED GOODS by Steve Slavin
Damaged Goods
1
Rather late one weekday evening, I saw a very attractive woman struggling to pull a huge suitcase up the subway station stairs.
“May I help you?”
She gave me the onceover, and after concluding that...
TWO DREAMS by Maria Tsirona
ONE
"Eleni, my Eleni, my girl, my wild, crazy girl," – his voice warm, so close to her face, his breath on her face so warm. She opens her eyes and sees his lips saying...
SNOW JOB by Ivanka Fear
SNOW JOB
by Ivanka Fear
Winter came in early November and seemed to have every intention of staying for the long haul. “I hate, no I absolutely despise, positively abhor winter,” complained Martha, as she trudged...
THE ERRAND by Mark Leib
He was looking at the schematic designs and the pain in his stomach was worsening. The house that the Shorelands wanted to tear down to make room for their monstrosity was a lovely...
LEARNING TO SKATE by Mary Anne Slack
Learning To Skate
It started out as an ordinary Saturday. I was making breakfast for Jeff and myself when the phone rang. My son-in-law Matt had slipped on the icy front steps of their...
THIRTEEN by Alyssa Taylor
“We have to go,” Christian whispered to himself.
Four months, twenty-three days, seventeen hours, forty minutes, and twenty-six seconds was how long it took to plan this heist.
Twelve paintings. That was the job, nothing more,...
THREE SIDES TO EVERY STORY by Brooke Reynolds
Three Sides to Every Story
The Woman
Collapsing structures, boarded up windows, and heaping mounds of trash are what I see from my office window and yet, I am the lucky one. My babies will...