LINGER by Jessica Olivos
LINGERBy Jessica Olivos
LingerUntil one day I heard it. I heard the song. I heard the beautiful orchestra in the beginning then her voice bringing me to life. I felt relieved and hurt at the...
THE GIFT by Libby Belle
THE GIFTby Libby Belle
The nausea was bad enough to send her jumping out the window, only her house was a one-story and crashing to her death just wasn’t possible with a mere three-foot fall. Although,...
THE GATS CLUB by Kedrick Nettleton
THE GATS CLUBBy Kedrick Nettleton
The sun was in that awkward, end-of-summer stage, where it refused to completely set at the end of the day and hung just slightly above the horizon, getting in people’s...
WILLOUGHBY by Charlotte Freccia
WILLOUGHBYby Charlotte Freccia
Clara Richardson had two sisters, and of the three of them, Clara was the least beautiful and had the least interesting name. Clara’s older sister, Eliora, had a long neck and symmetrical,...
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...
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...
HOMECOMING by Emelyn Grace Jaros
HOMECOMINGBy Emelyn Grace Jaros
The radio was less staticy that I remembered. Jason Aldean’s twang had only to compete with the whir of the AC and the rumble of tires against broken-up asphalt. One vent...
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...
THE MAYOR OF JOESTOWN by Nancy Lines
THE MAYOR OF JOESTOWNby Nancy Lines
As the car began losing speed, all the lights on the dash lit up, leaving no question there was a serious problem under the hood. It was more than...
SOME OTHER SIDE by Leslie Johnson
SOME OTHER SIDEBy Leslie Johnson
Yesterday I attended my grandson’s “Baby Is Brewing” party at a new beer garden in St. Paul, where male and female guests of all ages were invited to drop a...