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...
A SACRED TRADITION by Paul Kivelson
A SACRED TRADITIONby Paul Kivelson
Ricky was tall, and not just for his age. He could fit on his old bike only by bending his back up tight and pulling his hands in close. The...
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...
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FROM BAUHAUS TO DACHAU by Allen Levaniel
FROM BAUHAUS TO DACHAUby Allen Levaniel
The soldiers raid the apartment building and round up every tenant; children, too. The building erupts in chaos, with SS men shouting and women and their children crying. The...
JUDITH by Chris Cooper
JUDITHby Chris Cooper
My eyes fluttered open, catching the lurid glare from the remaining sunlight as it bounced off the windshield. I sat up in my seat, shielding my eyes from the repugnant rays with...
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REFUSE by Kevin Haslam
A HARD CALL TO MAKEby Kristine Sarasin
Before she got to the restaurant Shyanne had thought that a pair of dark wash jeans, tiny black heels, and a white crop top was a perfectly fine...
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TWENTY-FOUR HOURS IN PARIS by Eoin O’Donnell
TWENTY-FOUR HOURS IN PARISby Eoin O’Donnell
Jeremy followed Rachel to Paris because he loved her. I followed Jeremy to Paris because I loved him. It was like a mini sex conga line gyrating its way...
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,...
JULIA IN BLOOM by Alberto Ambard
JULIA IN BLOOMby Alberto Ambard
IThe scratchy, metallic sound of the brakes woke Daniel, but he kept his eyes closed, until he heard the bus driver announcing the last resting stop.Las Vegas was Daniel’s final...
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...