Stren – By R. Sebastian Bennett

         Tomato George drove us up toward the mesa in his vegetable truck. He knew of a pond out behind old...

Material Safety – By Stephenson Muret

  Between them only a desk. Carlisle stood behind it. Felix stood before it. For several blinks of the wall clock Carlisle had remained sitting....

Still Waters – By Kimberly Christensen

  The aftershocks of the slammed door reverberated in Petra's ears as her lover thumped down the stairs, past the little teahouse on the ground...

I’ll be Late for the Christmas Party! – By Jonathan Ferrini

    I live in a modest home, alone; I inherited it from my mom. It’s in the small, cozy town of Arlington, Washington, which is...

The Small-Town Sea – (An excerpt from the novel) By Anees Salim

Kindly join us for the Big Eid feast, Mr Unwin. Please be seated on the fictitious chair I have dragged out for you. Here...

Stars above Detroit – By Jonathan B. Ferrini

  It was a cold and snowy December when I was handed the address of a “crack house” in one of the deserted and boarded...

Raglan Road – A Cautionary Tale – By Gabriel Rosenstock

    On Raglan Road of an autumn day I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare That I might one day rue...

Moving Shadow – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska Chona’s Chocho and Damjan Dabiziv are sitting under the withered plum tree on the boundary. The boundary divides them...

Turkish Night – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska       Every story can be told in such a way that it will become more beautiful, and...

This is Nothing – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska     Now I know; Then, I didn’t know what I was.   I remember that a woman’s two year old...

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