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 DANCER’S AFFAIR by Jessica Widner
THE DANCER’S AFFAIRBy Jessica Widner
She is up on her toes. She is Manon Lescaut. She is a first soloist with the National Ballet of Canada. There she is, blown up, in a cabriole on...
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...
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...
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...
THE THINGS PEOPLE SAID WERE ALWAYS ABOUT THEMSELVES
THE THINGS PEOPLE SAID WERE ALWAYS ABOUT THEMSELVESBy Jamey Johnson Genna
A poet picked her up at a reading. She was new to this--married twice and most of her adult life, freshly divorced. Well, not...
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,...
THE LADYBUG by Jeanne DeWitt Voorhees
THE LADYBUGBy Jeanne DeWitt Voorhees
Mabel Hopkins and Norman Chadwick tied the knot on November 23, 1981. The wedding was at the Hopkins family homestead, then occupied by Mabel’s Uncle Willie, the snuff king of...
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 ORPHANAGE by Laura Solomon
THE ORPHANAGEBy Laura Solomon
I took the job in the orphanage on a whim. I lived in Peckham and had been working in a café in East Dulwich. Walking home from work one evening I...