Category: Fiction

Neil Serven It was varnish day at the casket factory. On the sidewalk he was holding Evelyn’s hand when they

Eleanor Levine She was an American soldier stationed in Syria. Well, at first I thought it was Syria, until my

Gary Fincke Color mattered.  Sunday mornings, his father held out shirts and ties like a ring bearer and waited for

Katie Mazza-Phillips This happened in a candy store, mind you. Me, nearly forty years old, pushing a fifty-something bitch into

Dinty W. Moore Todd hefted two grocery bags from the rear of his Subaru and cursed under his breath. It

Laura Leigh Morris Someone gifted the girl knives for her thirteenth birthday. Before then, she bandied about with forks, butter

Tommy Dean To celebrate the divorce, her husband drove his new motorcycle up and down their oak-lined street, each rip

Michelle Nichols There was a tremble in the old woman’s voice over the phone. She told me her grandson had

Amy DeBellis At first, they leave slowly. We watch them go one by one: small silvery threads floating up from