LIKE THEY’RE WAITING by David Biddle
Like They’re Waiting
Most mornings I drank coffee on the back porch observing as they foraged on vine berries, honeysuckle, and new grass. The cat perched on a crumbling stone wall to watch over them....
BLUISH FINGERS by Milena Galdino
On that night, when Juruna was on his hammock, he read the starts in a different way. Natives in South America have this obsession over the sky and the stars for they are divine....
THE GIFT by Nancy Lines
Sundays in the Russell household were usually quiet – relatively quiet, at least. There were no nurses or other hospice staff bustling about, taking Rob’s blood pressure, asking him how he feels, checking his...
PROOF THE BOY HAD LIVED by Mike McLaughlin
Stephen Havilland could have avoided the war. At twenty-eight he was already a successful man. His newly minted firm was growing, slowly but steadily. Likewise for his reputation in business and government circles. This...
THIS JOURNEY CALLED LIFE by Kenneth Bastian
“Good afternoon,” Daddy Hooks, said Mark; Hooks opened the door to let him inside. Hooks was Mark’s mentor, since the two met in the military. Hooks was 20 years older than Mark. The...
THE TRUTH by Tawney Mesick
"I can't believe they got a pastor to come speak at my damn funeral," I said, "Saying shit about how this was an unfortunate event… Yeah, makes it sound like it was an accident....
STORMY’S BAR by Doug Smith
Tom’s hospice patient wore a three-piece suit for Tom’s initial visit. In addition to the three-piece suit, Jim wore a freshly pressed white and blue striped shirt and a red tie. His hair was...
RED by Zeyneb Kaya
When they told us to stand, we all rose. When they told us to look ahead, we directed our gaze. When they told us, silence, we let the quiet still around us. There was...