The Three Psychology Students by Andri MH Once upon a time there were three psychologists on their way to the study hall to fatten themselves on knowledge and cheap food in the mess hall, and the name of all three was “Sam”. To get to the university they all had to cross a bridge, under…
Literary Story
Night Falls by Lori Schafer
Lori Schafer is a part-time tax practitioner and part-time writer residing in Northern California. Her short stories, flash fiction, and essays have appeared in numerous
Raccoons, a story by R. Bremner
On those frigid nights, we’d pop up from the subway wind tunnel into the blustery city street, padding past the lamplit haze, chuckling, our blood humming, eager for the ales
Hello Africa by Marijke Hillmann
Hello Africa by Marijke Hillmann You have been on my mind quite a bit lately……. When I think of you a kaleidoscope of memories comes crashing down, tumbling over each other, flashing images, the smell of charcoal, the raucous cry of the Hadeda birds, your glorious night skies – how I wish I could bottle…
Martin’s Conscience by Dawn Hurley
Martin’s Conscience by Dawn Hurley a story that begins: Martin’s driving fast and reckless. A bottle in his hand. His teeth clenched in an angry snarl.
The Cellar Stares by Dean Kuch
“Don’t go down there, ple-e-e-eeeeease, “ Jenny pleaded. “There’s a monster down there. I know; he told me his name today”
Christmas Samaritans
Listening to a Christmas concert from the car radio on the isolated beach, I reflect on the bleak, overwhelming beauty of this sleepy little coastal town.
The Things I’d Tell You If This Weren’t A Date By Kiley Reid
I’m overly pleased that you were on time, strangely flattered that the hostess knew you were mine, and so nervously happy I sit on my hands.
Journeys by Lyn G Farrell
The huge sign says ‘Japanese Culture Day.’ An arrow points at an ugly building with square windows like blisters. They are greeted at the door by two smiling, bowing
A Christmas Gift by Vanessa Horn
“Ooohh,” Marie moaned as she pushed open the entrance doors. She slowly bent over, grimacing simultaneously.
Christmas Shopping by Doug Elwell
Slush—the streets and sidewalks were littered with slush. Slush marked the Christmas season in Pinhook the year I was eight. It seemed the sun had fallen over the horizon
Christmas Collage by Raymond Cothern
Hey, Sarah. Just me, kiddo. I hope you’re okay, and I know you didn’t expect a call from me this evening. Just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas
Vuvuzela by Marijke Hillmann
Marijke writes a monthly story for us. She write our segment Stories in Africa, and her stories will some day become a novel. For now please enjoy them, we are honored to have her work on our site.
Neighborhood Boys by Stephen Black
The neighborhood boys used glue to coat their strings with powdered glass. They’d kitefight from the tops of buildings, jerking and swinging their arms and fists so
The Jam She Makes by Mikhail Tank
Lucy was an oddball and a loner. She only trusted one person her whole life, Sam.