October 22, 2015 by Rayma Elaine It was a chilly Thursday, sometime last November. I had very late night at the office. Since I was the last one there, I had to check all the rooms and then lock up. I turned out the last light, then was on my way out. I locked up […]
Hello There by Cecil Wilde
You know those horror stories that start out with a line something like ‘it was a dark and stormy night’? This isn’t one of those.
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A second chance By Carla J Dow
Blood. Sticky, shiny, wet. Brazen red. I blink and the desperation rises in my chest. I cannot clear the bold scarlet puddle from my eyes, it proceeds like a relentless festering floodwater.
Jennifer by Raymond Cothern
Jennifer by Raymond Cothern She comes limping across the yard, the alternating and uneven areas of grass and gravel, favoring her stiff knees, twisting her left hip slightly to swing her leg out in front to avoid bending it, every step visible at the corners of her eyes, wrinkles appearing suddenly, smoothing out quickly, each […]
Rations by Lauren Sweeney
Rations by Lauren Sweeney They told us all about the USO dance at the Benedict Club on north 15th Street, the white gardenia in her hair and the hard-gotten nylons that were such a luxury. Just as the first notes of Jimmy Dorsey’s “Tangerine” floated through the crowded hall, he asked her to dance and […]
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Hanged By Carla J. Dow
The coarse rope scratched against his cheekbones as the noose was forced over his head. It sat heavy on his shoulders like a threat, pressing against the bobbing adam?s apple that danced with fear.
An Observation by Logan Roe
Newly furnished and with an air of luxury, the 500-seat Performing Arts Center beautifully echoes the acoustics of the teenage thespians busily dancing across the stage under the steady hand of their choreographer. Brimming with delight, the eager, beaming faces
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