The Art Studio in The Basement

By Jason Smith A few years before I met Zoe she’d been married to a man named Sebastian who she met at Art College. After they both graduated they split up and got back together so many times, Zoe thought that they were meant to be together. Based on that logic Zoe proposed to Sebastian.Continue reading “The Art Studio in The Basement”

Bag of Soap

By Dick Johnson I was in the county jail. I won’t say which one. But, I was locked up in a cell block with 6 other guys. We were all awaiting trial. The cell block was made up of 2 cells with bunks, connected by a day room, with a table. The jail was overcrowdedContinue reading “Bag of Soap”

One Night

By Chris Bunton I never knew they existed, but this one is staring at me…two twin girls; one shy, the other bold. Apparently that one night in Bangkok, was not the end. “You’re my daughters?”  I asked. They smiled in exactly the same way as their mother, and nodded their heads. They stood on myContinue reading “One Night”

Doomsday Book

By Dominic Tramontana Bill poked his head through the doorway, his son Tommy, tucked in bed. “Goodnight, son.” He flipped the switch, leaving only the night light to cast an orange shadow over the room. He worried how long his son would rely on the little light. The room was baby blue with white cloudsContinue reading “Doomsday Book”

Violation

By J.J. Fletcher At Gilmanton Academy, which looked down upon the average one-room schoolhouse that most towns had in 1873, Nancy Robertson and Henry Webster had already skipped two grades. Their teacher, Miss Oberhund, always paired them off together because they were more advanced than the others, and to prevent the bullying that occurred fromContinue reading “Violation”

The Rant

By Chris Bunton Jane threw her bag of groceries and her purse onto the counter. She stopped for a moment and placed her hands over her face. She just stood there in her perfectly modern kitchen. It was large, with plenty of counter space, and just the right colors. It was obviously remodeled recently. HerContinue reading “The Rant”

Automobile Psychosis

By Jason Smith We almost collided at an intersection. He was driving some kind of muscle car, painted primer gray and covered in dents. I didn’t like the way he stared at me through his dirty, cracked windshield. I drove away, and he was soon right behind me. I pulled over and stepped out ofContinue reading “Automobile Psychosis”

Laid to Rest

By Erik Suchy The sense of prolonged rigidness had never been amongst his feelings before until he found it was consuming him from where he lay. Please do a wiggle.  Please. Its resistance was bold.  Naturally, the potency of total consciousness was never submissive at any and all ordinary limits.  Its imperial mother superior complexContinue reading “Laid to Rest”