Just that Night – By Rimli Bhattacharya
The laptop was open at that bedside table of mine. It was dead of night and I haven’t slept a wink. Normally by this...
Double Shift – By Zach Murphy
Heavy eyelids don’t adhere to will after you’ve just worked a double shift.
Zamir was having that problem on a particularly snowy night, so he...
One Day, These Trains Will Run Again – By Justin Bryant
The power was down more often now. The only way Gill could tolerate the heat was to sit under highway overpasses, shielded from the...
Cleaning – By Norbert Kovacs
The stain had grown out of hand, Marcia Wilson thought raising her spray in the family bathroom. Black mildew that first covered a patch...
Mylapore – By Maa. Aranganathan
Translated from the original Tamil by Nakul Vāc
It came and went like a flash of lightning. The ticket he had purchased was still in...
The Last Stop – By Richard E Schell
I fight to control my fears, the fears and thoughts that began the day when all things changed the world forever. With many miles...
The Last Matinee – By James Gering
Davey lay on the road under the lights, green, orange, red, green, orange, his cheek on the grittyasphalt, his limbs hinged at weird angles....
The Tears of Paavo Laht – By Ranbir Sidhu
Let me say at the outset, it wasn’t my idea. Nor was it Rohan’s. Upon such an enterprise, both of us looked...
The Lighthouse – By Omar Essa
The lighthouse was built with faith and it was sturdy against concussions of doubt. It was weather-worn and stained with lichen, but age only...
There Lay The Tattered Souls – By Rimli Bhattacharya
She snickered as she uttered her name, “Dhaleshwari”. I smirked.
“Didi, you continue with your studies. Dhala won’t disturb you”, her mother Sarala assured me.
“Doesn’t...
