THE BURNING TREE by Lucas Milliron
THE BURNING TREEBy Lucas Milliron
“Why have you brought me here?” She asked at the foot of the great red tree.“Was it truly me that brought you here?” He replied. “Your legs carried you through...
PIECES OF GRAY by Dana Hunter
PIECES OF GRAYBy Dana Hunter Scratch, Scratch, tug, tug. It was July and Katherine Gray was wearing a long sleeved shirt and a pair of cut - off jeans. She pulled at the bandages on...
THE BIG NIGHT by Taylor Garcia
THE BIG NIGHTBy Taylor García Dr. Adam Flores opens Group Session with his standard line: “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, it’s sweet and sour time.”Everyone goes around the circle and says a positive thing about...
THE GRAVERS LANE LOCAL by Edith Boyd
THE GRAVERS LANE LOCALBy Edith Boyd
The job in the city was working out for me. Actually, the job wasn't great, but the apartment I chose, and the train I rode to work were fun....
THE POSTING by Monica Harn
THE POSTINGBy Monica L. Bellon-Harn
Laura learns to live in ordinary time as she roams rooms of a starter home her husband picked out. When live oaks that lined the streets barely gave shade, this...
BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE by Toni Morgan
BETWEEN LOVE AND HATEBy Toni Morgan
After a fitful sleep, Ken was relieved to see dawn shredding the last vestiges of night. Outside his bedroom window, a thick glaze of frost covered the ground. He...
THE PAINTED BOX by Emily Peña Murphey
THE PAINTED BOXBy Emily Peña Murphey
After my Abuelo Isidro passed away, María Elena began to nag at me, “When are you going to get rid of the old man’s stuff? It’s useless, and it’s...
GO FISH by Maryetta Ackenbom
GO FISHBy Maryetta Ackenbom
There it was! A flash of scarlet and white, just at the corner of his vision. But his lungs were bursting; he had to go up for air.With a flip of...
LOVER’S QUARREL by Jack Coey
LOVER’S QUARRELBy Jack Coey
Rod couldn’t have told when he first noticed her through his windshield signaling him to stop at the intersection of the middle school. It wasn’t being stopped that annoyed him, but...
THE APOLOGY by Janel Brubaker
THE APOLOGYBy Janel Brubaker
I held the phone to my ear and listened, stunned to the point of silence. I had known this would happen. Indeed, I had walked myself through it hundreds of times,...