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Man at Work by Marijke Hillmann
The acrid smells of cigarette butts and stale beer hover above the music blaring from the jukebox and the noisy banter on an early afternoon in the Windhoek pub.
The Merger by Laura Goodchild
The initial paperwork was signed a year to the day after they met. This was seen as proper protocol. Both parties were far from satisfied with the partnership but the merger went ahead anyway, they both had something to gain after all
Bootlegs by Adam Daniel
We told our parents we were going fishing. My brother stuffed contraband down one of his bootlegs, and we set out for the creek in the woods behind our house. Nothing good ever came from those boots. He wore them black and with a pointed toe.
First Date by John Faugno
He was attractive in a rugged, older sort of way. I think I heard someone say he was twenty-six. I wore my cutest red top the next day, the one that shows off my chest without being slutty.
What The Murderer Had Left by Bahri Gordebak
It was nearly evening when a young albino came to the café that I was in and sat down at one of the tables.
On Layers by Ron Singer
“Penny,” said she. “Chickens. I was thinking of Jeff and Jen.” “They’re not …”
A Fool’s Game by Michael Karpienski
“Hurry, we got to go!” “No, wait, my shoe…” “Tie them in the car.” Ben took his left boot by the long laces and trotted to the car with high beams. He was always running late, forgetting items, loosing track of time.
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Published On 30 Oct 2012“Gimme all your Halloween candy, twerp,” the teenager growled as he stepped out of the shrubbery by the cemetery, blocking the path of a boy dressed in a ghost costume. The adolescent raised his rubber skull-mask from off his pizza face and balled his free hand into a fist. “If you don’t hand it over, I’ll cram this knuckle sandwich through your buck teeth!”
Halloween Dinner by Erin Landers
Published On 29 Oct 2012A skeleton and Chucky the killer doll paused on their trek, pillow cases weighed down with candy, sweat dripping down their bodies despite the brittle chill hovering in the air. They were on their last house.
Wolf Wolf by Mike Ward
Published On 29 Oct 2012Darien was learning how to live again. There was no reason to deny it. She knew what she was. After all the nights, waking up in the woods with bloody hands, but it was getting easier. She found the right foods that didn’t hurt her stomach, did Yoga, and she was back to her job after 6 months of leave for “exhaustion.” No one seemed the wiser.
The Closed Door by Rita Crossley
Published On 21 Oct 2012I’m in the kitchen, squeezing a teabag against the inside of my mug with a spoon when the kitchen door slams shut. I turn, shaking off the hot brown liquid that has spilt on the back of my hand. When I touch the handle of the door it feels icy cold and rigid as I try in vain to push it down.
Last Call by Arthur Mackeown
Published On 23 Sep 2012Damn undertaker. This coffin was built for a midget, not a six-foot two ex-rugby player. He must have stuffed me in with a shoe horn. And the heat. If anyone’s coming to rescue me they’d better hurry up, before there’s nothing left but a puddle. But suppose nobody comes? Suppose they’ve already checked on me, and I was still dead to the world? What then? Buried alive in me prime, that’s what…Help! No, don’t shout. That organ’s making such a racket they’ll never hear me, anyway.
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Man at Work by Marijke Hillmann
The acrid smells of cigarette butts and stale beer hover above the music blaring from the jukebox and the noisy banter on an early afternoon in the Windhoek pub.
The Merger by Laura Goodchild
The initial paperwork was signed a year to the day after they met. This was seen as proper protocol. Both parties were far from satisfied with the partnership but the merger went ahead anyway, they both had something to gain after all
Bootlegs by Adam Daniel
We told our parents we were going fishing. My brother stuffed contraband down one of his bootlegs, and we set out for the creek in the woods behind our house. Nothing good ever came from those boots. He wore them black and with a pointed toe.
First Date by John Faugno
He was attractive in a rugged, older sort of way. I think I heard someone say he was twenty-six. I wore my cutest red top the next day, the one that shows off my chest without being slutty.
What The Murderer Had Left by Bahri Gordebak
It was nearly evening when a young albino came to the café that I was in and sat down at one of the tables.
The White Suit by Marijke Hillmann
The White Suit by Marijke Hillmann
On Layers by Ron Singer
“Penny,” said she. “Chickens. I was thinking of Jeff and Jen.” “They’re not …”
A Fool’s Game by Michael Karpienski
Published On Friday, April 05, 2013. Under: Featured, Karpienski.
“Hurry, we got to go!”
“No, wait, my shoe…”
“Tie them in the car.”
Ben took his left boot by the long laces and trotted to the car with high beams. He was always running late, forgetting items, loosing track of time.
$250 I Want it to Be Summer Poetry Contest!
Published On Wednesday, April 03, 2013. Under: Featured.
Yes! Do you want to win $250 for 1 poem, and have it published on our site? Do you want $25o to go on a summer picnic or go to the zoo or take swimming lessons? Great! We are giving away $250 for the best poem we receive starting today April 4th 2013
Divided By Shannon Eden
The pain comes suddenly. It spears the underside of her swollen stomach and ripples outward in shock waves that rock her to her knees, months too soon in its arrival for the welcome to be a warm one.
Carmel Girl by Julie Quiroz
The doctor was surprised. Looking up from his clipboard, he watched a girl rise from her waiting room chair, the arm of a seated boy gently guiding her as she stood. Without looking at the intake form, the doctor guessed they were fifteen or sixteen
