WHERE THIEVES BREAK IN AND STEAL by Chase Dearinger
WHERE THIEVES BREAK IN AND STEALby Chase Dearinger
Friday Afternoon
As Carl took the exit marked SH 33, confidence dissolved into panic. His veins narrowed with the road. The two-lane state highway meant that the Cimarron...
WHIRLWIND by A. G. Dumas
WHIRLWINDBy A. G. Dumas
She sat turned in the front seat facing the passenger window withtears in her eyes. By mid-afternoon they reached Leeds, the departurepoint from the highway for travelers venturing to Yorkshire.When columns...
Hero Karma by Mariel Yovino
WHAT ARE YOU SAVING IT FOR?By John McLennon
Monika entered Carnal Love, one of Berlin’s basement nightclubs. The men all wore uniforms of the lowest rank, common soldaten on leave, fresh out of training before the Reich shoved them...
DOWNTOWN WALDOS by Mark Massaro
DOWNTOWN WALDOSby Mark Massaro
Riley, my pot-dealers girlfriend, arched her body over the enormous yoga ball in front of my while I sat on their couch as he weighed out quarter bags on a digital...
WHAT ARE YOU SAVING IT FOR by John McLennon
WHAT ARE YOU SAVING IT FOR?By John McLennon
Monika entered Carnal Love, one of Berlin’s basement nightclubs. The men all wore uniforms of the lowest rank, common soldaten on leave, fresh out of training before the Reich shoved them...
FIRE OF THE GODS by Nofel Nawras
FIRE OF THE GODSby Nofel Nawras
‘Your darn right I’m het up. I want to know who that varmint is and what he’s a doin’ on my land.’Maisy Lou was low down trailer trash from...
AMSTERDAM by Ruth Deming
AMSTERDAMby Ruth Deming
After my second cup of Starbucks Coffee, the world was looking mighty beautiful. As assistant librarian of the Willow Grove Library – and I promise not to joke about the lack of...
DAMAGE by Monica Strina
DAMAGEby Monica Strina
It’s the day of Uncle Jeff’s funeral. In front of the church our relatives move in swarms. They remind me of the beehive that formed inside our double-glazed window years ago. I’ve...
LUZCINDA by Adrianna Zapata
LUZCINDAby Adrianna Zapata
Sitting at the bench under her window sill, Luz Rivera could make out the entirety of her street. The road separating the two lanes of houses is narrow, making it so nobody...
