PINK MOON by Neil McDonald
PINK MOONby Neil McDonald
Junior tried to encourage Leo to join in with the party. He found himself saying things like ‘Ooh, look at that!’ a little too loudly, pointing at garish toys, and all...
THE THREE QUESTIONS OF LOVE by Jeff Hardin
THE THREE QUESTIONS OF LOVE
By Jeff Hardin
In the days of siren and cyclops, a man with tightened brows hung his head in frustration. He had a dilemma. For the past two years, he had...
WINTER PEOPLE by Barbara Borst
WINTER PEOPLEBy Barbara Borst
Maria slumped onto the brown plaid sofa in her friend’s combination living room, dining area and kitchen. She was tired. Not from bathing and dressing Janet and changing her sheets and...
THE ANNIVERSARY by Renato Barucco
THE ANNIVERSARYRenato Barucco
He lies immobile under the sheets, arms at his sides and legs straight, like a corpse in a coffin but with eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. He woke up as...
CREATIVE DESTRUCTION by Mark Halpern
CREATIVE DESTRUCTIONBy Mark Halpern
… is the essential fact …
Joseph Schumpeter, economist
The 1980s were all boom, boom, boom. Even at the foreign companies, time raced along its money-greased track. And their guys on the scene—those...
SINKHOLE by Asa Noriega
SINKHOLEby Asa Noriega
After the divorce, Claudia Frank bought one of those overstuffed couches where the pillows sink together like alternate directions of a life converging. In the mornings, she’d crumple into the cushions and...
A LIFE IN A DAY by Brighid Moret
A LIFE IN A DAYby Brighid Moret
The screen door swung shut, slamming its frame as it did every day. Eventually they are going to shatter the glass, Margaret thought as she assumed her daily position...
THE PACKAGE by Christopher Carroll
THE PACKAGEBy Christopher Carroll
On this dark and dreary Tuesday, Tom returned home from his trip. Tom walks up the stairs to his apartment door when he realizes that there is a weird looking package...
VICKI LOUISE by Margaret Rowan
VICKI LOUISEby Margaret Rowan
Cresting the dune, I looked out across the sand to the Atlantic, its foaming edge outlining the rocky shore of Phillips Beach. Aside from a few scavenging seagulls, I had the...
DIRECTORY by Amanda Corbin
DIRECTORYby Amanda Corbin
It had begun subtly: a renamed Olentangy here, a Charlotte moved twenty miles north there. At first, she faulted her brain as thought it labeled a rectangle a square. But as she...