Slide by Eli Cranor

Slide by Eli Cranor

PTSD, flashbacks, whatever – it ain’t what you think. I don’t see the boys I shot head’s dripping off sideways like JFK. I don’t see Mitch “Sorcerer” Rodriguez telling me…
October 22, 2015

October 22, 2015

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…
Every Writer The Magazine

Every Writer The Magazine

We are now publishing Every Writer the Magazine. Each month we plan to send out a new FREE issue to anyone who signs up. The magazine is for ipad, Kindle,…
A second chance By Carla J Dow

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…
Jennifer by Raymond Cothern

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…