JUST BEFORE HE PAINTED THE HANDS – By A. A. Reinecke
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...
THROUGH MY BROTHER’S EYES – By Mike Tupa
THROUGH MY BROTHER’S EYESBy Michael Jerry Tupa
"C'mon, man.""Ferget it, dude. Like, I ain't in the mood for trompin' around Mt. Piedi tonight and eatin' cold grits. I got me a ding-dong date tonight with...
5A’s PROMISE – By Lea Baker
5A’s PROMISEBy Lea Baker
Apartment 5A lost hope of ever housing a permanent family the day Jeremy Jenkins moved. In the proceeding decades 5A came to feel more and more under appreciated as it fell...
BOOK OF JOE – By Chris Wright
THE BOOK OF JOEBy Chris Wright I think it would be wise to write a short preface to the following little piece I wrote approximately ten years ago. This literary experiment, basically a satire, is...
AURORA – By Robert Gamer
AURORABy Robert Gamer
How I found myself driving a casket truck for a living remains quite a chronicle.- Now don’t get me wrong! I have nothing against truck drivers in general. Nothing whatsoever! The simple...
RELAPSE – By Danielle Garner
RELAPSEBy Danielle Garner
“What do we call a god who creates suffering?” asks Professor Tamir. He pauses, creating an uncomfortable silence inside of the classroom—his head roams from student to student—an unsuccessful tactic he often...
BURIED – By Rachel Cohen
BURIEDBy Rachel Cohen
Polina's hair flares to my left. Who wears hair like that to a funeral? A comet of a foxtail amid the mourners - dark like tree trunks. Sophia tugs on my...
PALMIRO – By Jose Recio
PALMIROBy Jose L. Recio
“I’m tired of your laziness!” Silvia leaves the apartment and slams the door behind her. Palmiro, feeling harassed, jumps out of bed and walks into the bathroom; he hates that she...