HEADLESS BUDDHA by Stephen J. Gallas
HEADLESS BUDDHABy Stephen J. Gallas
The baked clay temple towered over the clearing surrounded by lush green foliage, and served as the only landmark in sight. This particular temple was set away from the innumerable...
WORRIED FATHER-TO-BE – A short story by Norbert Kovacs
WORRIED FATHER-TO-BEBy Norbert Kovacs
The doctor had disliked how the medical student had cleaned a wound during operation and wanted to talk about it during his break. The doctor was off in twenty minutes but...
FIRST MOVE – A short story by Sara Mortimer-Boyd
FIRST MOVEBy Sara Mortimer-Boyd
Identical houses emerged in great numbers to encircle this secluded desert wilderness. Patty had nothing to do, so on the Saturday morning before voting day, she took her teenage daughter to...
CONNECT THE DOTS by Alex Clark-McGlenn
CONNECT THE DOTSBy Alex Clark-McGlenn
Author's Note: The names of those involved in this piece have been changed to protect their privacy.
10:40pm February 23rd
I’m just home when Jessie calls me into the living room. I...
THE RANSOM – A short story by Daniel Davis
THE RANSOMBy Daniel Davis
They arrived fifteen minutes ahead of schedule. Mark started to invite them in, but the lead man, roughly the size of a small shed, punched him in the jaw. Two...
FINDING THE END by Idalis Nieves
FINDING THE ENDBy Idalis Nieves
Ebony Rose didn’t care for interacting with the other students in her sixth grade class other than through the seating chart devised by Mrs. Anna. The kids in her...
THE WONDERER by David Massey
THE WONDERERBy David Massey
In all times Eadwine has known the loneliness of a Frankenstein’s monster, without father, mother, or natural ties, and little wonder is it that the most long-ago of his Germanic selves--earth-walker,...
CLICK by Patrick Jahnke
CLICKBy Patrick Jahnke
We walked all around the town. We walked across streets during rush hour and across abandoned dirt roads. We walked down the road to Ms. Harris’s Convenient Store, on some days, and...
MRS. HENDRICKSON – A short story by Debra Levy
MRS. HENDRICKSONBy Debra Levy
Billy Jr. was swimming in the lake with his mother. He was a good swimmer for a five-year-old, fearless in the water. They were out beyond the pier, in the drop-off...
MOURNER’S PRAYER by Richard Klin
MOURNER'S PRAYERBy Richard Klin
After the end of the Second World War—after the German occupation, the round-ups, the hiding—the tailor’s son and daughter boarded a ship and left Brussels forever, bound for New York...