BUTTON TIN by Aholaah Arzah
BUTTON TINby Aholaah Arzah
Although she had not in years sewn even so much as a loose button back on the straining lapel of a winter coat, it was not inconceivable that she might yet...
DOING OKAY by Abraham Assed
DOING OKAYby Abraham Assed
One late Friday afternoon during tenth grade, I walked to the 7-Eleven a few blocks away from my house. I went inside and wandered around the shelves of candy, chips, jerky,...
FLING MAN by Louis Gallo
FLING MANby Louis Gallo
Back in town, recently divorced, old friends scattered, I’m longing for feminine affection as I take to the streets and head in the direction of Jambalaya headquarters in this abandoned warehouse on lower...
COOLNESS by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
COOLNESSBy Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
CoolnessThey shiver through my classes. Stuffed uncomfortably into student desks circa 1894, icicles form at the end of their noses. The classroom has a wood stove half the size of a...
HAWAII IN A BOX by Beth Weaver
HAWAII IN A BOXby Beth Nixon Weaver
JACKIE YANKED OPEN THE PERKY PINK BEACH CHAIR and plopped down. It popped open several notches, pitching her backwards. Her head hit the metal bar and she found...
LICKS by Mary Elizabeth Cartwright
LICKSby Mary Elizabeth Cartwright
Jud Nasery followed his twin brother, Ander, into Potter Fields, the smallest stable in Versailles, Kentucky. Every Saturday morning during the summer before college, the two eighteen-year-olds were in charge of...
SOMEBODY’S COMING TO TOWN by Michael Walker
SOMEBODY’S COMIN’ TO TOWNby Michael S. Walker
I was hired for Christmas help by a retail store in Columbus, Ohio, and let go (unceremoniously) after Christmas was over. I am actually a musician (guitarist/vocalist/songwriter) and...
POSTERS by Catherine Link
POSTERSby Catherine J. Link
Maureen knew she shouldn't have let the kids go trick or treating by themselves. She'd had a bad feeling about it, but when her eleven-year-old son, promising to take care of...
BELFAST BLUES by Edith Tarbescu
BELFAST BLUESby Edith Tarbescu
Ted told his brother he would fly over for the wake. He paid his landlady the next month’s rent on his flat in Queens, New York and flew to Dublin. After...
PLATYPUS by Peter Crowley
PLATYPUSby Peter Crowley
One morning there was a platypus walking through our backyard. I awoke my wife and suggested that we take some photographs. She agreed and perched by the window, ready to snap pictures...