His Dark Flag ?by Axel Howerton There is a man who works in my office; he has a wooden leg. It is not an ultra-realistic, scientifically designed and fully-articulated prosthetic. He has a one-and-a-half foot stump below his knee. A polished oak coffee-table leg stands surreptitious beneath his blood-red pantaloons, sparse and thin next…
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The Birthday List by Scott Carpenter
The Birthday List by Scott Carpenter I could use some new socks. You know the kind. And maybe a pair of gloves. I wouldn’t mind a copy of that CD I told you about, the name of which I can’t recall. Perhaps a novel or two, but only if they’re actually worth reading. That’s…
A Chorus of Shaving by Michael Honda
? ?A Chorus of Shaving ?by Michael Honda The steam rises up against the walled mirror. My three day beard, but a patch of color reflected off my foggy self. I enjoy staring this way. It helps to blur your imperfections?if only for a bit. I illuminate the red button of my portable radio….
The Lesson by Lynn Wynen-Chamberlain
She was standing there, her head thrown back in abandonment, her eyes at half mast enjoying the moment.
Old Bells, Young Mountains by Eric Bosse
She felt a little drunk from the constant motion of sleeping in the car, but when he asked her to drive she slapped her cheeks and adjusted the rearview mirror.
Shirley Jackson’s The Lottery (Video)
We have never published a short story video here before, but the video stays true to the story. We enjoyed it and hope you will as well.
About Love by Anton Chekhov
About Love by Anton Chekhov AT lunch next day there were very nice pies, crayfish, and mutton cutlets; and while we were eating, Nikanor, the cook, came up to ask what the visitors would like for dinner. He was a man of medium height, with a puffy face and little eyes; he was close-shaven, and…