HARD COAL by Terry Sanville
HARD COALBy Terry Sanville
Two sisters climb the mine road that disappears into the hills above Cumbola, Pennsylvania. Their breaths smoke in the early light as they struggle through waist-deep snowdrifts. The wind tears at...
THE CAPPUCCINO by David Heath
THE CAPPUCCINOBy David Heath
Jackie Jacobs, helping sort and organize clothing items donated for the church rummage sale, came across a woman’s tangerine linen jacket just like the one her friend Maggie had worn when...
THE LADY OF THE HOUSE by Dennis J. Dymek
THE LADY OF THE HOUSEBy Dennis J. Dymek
No one quite remembered anymore when Bob and Emily Taylor had moved into their remote cottage on the outskirts of town. Everyone knew, however, they must have...
SLEEPWALKING IN THE FROST by Lily Wright
SLEEPWALKING IN THE FROSTBy Lily Wright
It was still dark when Ben drove the Gator out to the back paddocks to feed the fillies. The sun was slow to rise and a chill rose from...
REVELATIONS OF TEN-YEAR-OLD by Saul Hernandez
REVELATIONS OF A TEN-YEAR-OLDBy Saul Hernandez
Every Sunday I walk with Him. I knock door to door with Brothers and Sisters from the Jehovah’s Witness Congregation. It usually goes like this: we arrive around eight...
OPEN SECRET by Charlotte Freccia
OPEN SECRETBy Charlotte Freccia
Cheap white wine and good cocaine at Hen’s house. Scrimp on one to score on the other, I guess. What’s a sweetheart like you doing in a place like this, my dad...
WHO YOU’RE DEALING WITH? By Raymond Arcangel
WHO YOU’RE DEALING WITHBy Raymond Arcangel
Nothing ever looked like it did in the movies. No cozy warm lounge, a half-dozen chairs of leather and wood with their backs against the cream-colored walls, low mahogany...
A PLACE OF BUSINESS by Bill Schillaci
A PLACE OF BUSINESSBy Bill Schillaci
When I first entered its life, it was a stamp store, or seemed to be. It had no business sign, but there was a storefront window that was so...
ECHO by Andy Tu
ECHOBy Andy Tu
The first time I met Elana, during freshmen orientation at college, I thought she was a loser. There wasn’t much to warrant this judgement, just a feeling of aversion when she asked...
O MITO DA FÉNIX de Vera Lúcia Gonçalves
O MITO DA FÉNIX
De Vera Lúcia Gonçalves
Quando me debruço sobre a mitologia grega tendo a abrandar sempre no mito da Fénix. Há algo nela que me seduz, que parece ter sido urdido na malha de...