Fiction - Year II - Number 7 - Volume II - June 2017

PILLOW TALK By Jerry Johnson "For the rain it raineth every day."   - from Twelfth Night, by William Shakespeare GREG AND HOLLY“Greg?”“What?”“Aren’t you asleep?”“No, I’m not asleep. I was watching the Moon through the window. And watching you...

THE FLEA CIRCUSBy Harold Barnes For Ari Only "The attraction of the virtuoso for the public is like that of the circus for the crowd... there is always the hope that something dangerous will happen."—Claude Debussy A...

BABY AND JOEBy Vince Barry Sherwood Anderson—I’m always reading something or other by ’m. I don’t know why. Maybe ’cause he raised his bed, an’ I do, too. Only he did it to look at...

UNRESTBy Vicki J. Bell Every family has its’ own bag of crazy.  Some only have quirks, like the teenage son who sleeps with a stuffed walrus or the daughter born without a left ear lobe. ...

UNRAVELINGBy Niikah Hatfield Down the street, rubber soles slapping against the pavement and squelching in the little places where there is water. One of the laces has come untied, and it drags along behind each...

TABLEBy Brandi Handley Daniel sat at the kitchen table, his hands folded on top of it.  He heard the familiar clunk as two of the uneven legs hit the floor.  It was like riding a see-saw every...

JUST BEFORE HE PAINTED THE HANDSBy A. A. Reinecke It was a good day: one of those summer days that come in a weeklong string like a muslin handkerchief laid over the calendar when the...

A FIGHT FOR LOVE AND GLORYBy Dennis Nau  If it all started so many years ago, why did it seem like yesterday at times? There was a depression, a war, a man, life in the...