The River by Ed Nichols
John Cabe liked to eat his lunch in the gazebo. The roof provided shade and the open sides let him watch the town square. He always ate his lunch in the gazebo after he
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John Cabe liked to eat his lunch in the gazebo. The roof provided shade and the open sides let him watch the town square. He always ate his lunch in the gazebo after he
Continue readingAbout a million musical sounds seem to be filling the yard as the karaoke gets underway. It’s a different sort of karaoke than the run-of-the-mill usual version, though–strictly a cappella all the way.
Continue readingAt a certain time in the universe I was required to ring the world’s bell. No one could tinker with it, it was only mine. It was golden and statuesque and hovered with the breath of a thousand gods.
Continue readingThis flight attendant is getting nervous, she rushes our last goodbyes. ‘We patiently wait for your malfunctioning engine to be replaced with a hopefully good one for three and some hours
Continue readingAngela Carlton‘s fiction has been published in Every Day Fiction, Camroc Press Review, Pedestal Magazine, Long Story Short, Pindeldyboz, Storyglossia, The Dead Mule, 6S and Coastlines.
Continue readingHe always got fascinated by the number of things Rohan could do with his small and sleek piece of technology, which he often termed as ‘cool’ and the most priced possession
Continue reading“The doctor wouldn’t give me Viagra because of my dicky ticker.” Bill arches his back and struggles to pull up his trousers in the back of the SUV parked
Continue readingSharing Plastic by blake nemec Bonnie and Craig knew the Tenderloin street blocks share a meter. She had coins and gun
Continue readingThe Three Psychology Students by Andri MH Once upon a time there were three psychologists on their way to the
Continue readingLori 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
Continue readingOn 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
Continue readingHello Africa by Marijke Hillmann You have been on my mind quite a bit lately……. When I think of you
Continue readingMartin’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.
Continue reading“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”
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