Fiction

SOUPBy Rachel Cohen Tali stared at the fish, and the koi looked back at her. A red, a yellow and a green, eyes bulging in the arid shop window, the three plastic fishes ogled Tali’s red...

DEATH ENTERS THE ROOMBy Elaine Rosenberg Miller “Did you hear that?”“What?” he said, his voice muffled by a pillow. The children were finally asleep. They followed a nightly ritual. She would tell them stories, sing to...

THE THREE QUESTIONS OF LOVE By Jeff Hardin  In the days of siren and cyclops, a man with tightened brows hung his head in frustration.  He had a dilemma.  For the past two years, he had...