SOLO ACT by Malcolm Garcia
SOLO ACTBy Malcolm Garcia
She holds a yellow feather.--Do you know anything about birds? she asks.He shakes his head, no, and moves over to make room for her on a bench in the bus shelter...
LAST NIGHT by Cassie Lawson
LAST NIGHTBy Cassie Lawson
“Do you want to get high tonight?”I nearly dropped the receiver and choked on my Dorritos. “Wha- wait. What?”“I can come pick you up in like half an hour. What are...
A ROOM FOR TWO by Cristina Oramas
A ROOM FOR TWOBy Cristina Oramas
Sweat made her tight white dress cling to her curvy figure. “Why do you always make me meet you in such dingy motels?” asked Rose. The bed had a...
APPOINTMENT IN ZANESVILLE by Don Dussault
APPOINTMENT IN ZANESVILLEBy Don Dussault
Bustling more than usual this morning, Thelma sets the omelet platter down hard before me and deftly slides an omelet into my plate, then one into hers, without looking at...
UNDER THE FLOORS OF CHURCHES by Libby Copa
UNDER THE FLOORS OF CHURCHESBy Libby Copa
She had not wanted him to come with her to the wedding in the first place. That morning as Maren lay naked from the waist up and in...
QUEEN’S GAMBIT by Lazar Trubman
QUEEN'S GAMBITBy Lazar Trubman
“I’m not particularly against telemarketers, but if they could only use a little more improvisation,” says Bill Stubbs setting out the chessmen for our usual Friday game. “It makes me feel...
A GIRL DIED HERE by Kyle Labe
A GIRL DIED HEREBy Kyle Labe
The cross is white. Her portrait embellishes the center, as if she’s crucified. As if she died so we can live. It’s on the side of the road, near...
HIS HOME by Effy Rose
HIS HOMEBy Effy Rose
It’s the house I grew up in, but everything’s different. Forty years ago, I left it to care for itself, and I suppose it has. It’s still standing. Under a blanket...
TWENTY-SEVEN VELVET BOXES by Zia Marshall
TWENTY-SEVEN VELVET BOXESBy Zia Marshall Shoma scooped up her hair into a ponytail as she ran down the stairs to get breakfast ready for Farhaan. Soft sunlight filtered in through the large picture window that...
THE MAN IN CUBICLE 2200 by Heide Arbitter
THE MAN IN CUBICLE 2200By Heide Arbitter
As a boy, he lived in a largely unfurnished thirty room mansion. His pious parents did not let him play with toys, nor make friends with children from...