Category: Fiction

The Turmoil in the Soil

by Rachel Eversole-Jones The sun beat down on the weathered land. Callused and gnarled, the farmer’s hands lovingly stroked the golden wheat heads, their rough texture like fine silk to him. Where many could not make a suitable Continue Reading

“The Fourth Chimp” by Michael C. Ahn

On my eighth birthday, my parents had taken me to the Baltimore Zoo where an episode left me skeptical about people all my life. The crowd gathered around a monkey cage, the late morning sun warming us just Continue Reading

“And By the Grace of God, We’ll Travel West” a Novel Excerpt by Aaron White

Grandpa’s tires slide on the slick pavement and he barely stops at the intersection. His white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel tightens. He mutters to himself and stares ahead, burning holes in the station wagon’s windshield. The radio Continue Reading

“Marion’s Epiphany” by Matthew Emma

     My husband, Prince Manfred ‘Manny’ Susswig of Bavaria was late. I’d already occupied my usual season spot in Seat 1, Row 9, Section 107 inside Madison Square Garden to watch our Knicks battle the Indiana Pacers that Continue Reading

“No Golden Years” by Joseph Giordano

“You’re not wearing your father’s watch?” “It’s being cleaned. Anyway, you know I leave it home when I travel.” Ted unfolded the brochure. “How does this sound? Spring skiing in Gstaad; schuss fresh powder under a crystal blue Continue Reading

“Status Quo” By Carrie M. O’Connor

An April Saturday morning on Milwaukee’s lower east side. The emerging yellow-green leaves dance delicately in the wind. Yellow tulips boldly grace lawns. City neighbors proudly tend their backyard victory gardens. Vintage is in vogue when it comes Continue Reading

“Two Men and a Gun” by Frank Scozzari

It’s hard to say exactly how I ended up in this dreadful situation, although I could easily put all the blame on the Thomas-Cook train schedule. If they had made their timetables a little easier to read, and Continue Reading

“Tracking” by Christopher Evans

When I returned to the railroad tracks today, someone had moved the chair. It’s one of those armless, black-vinyl and chromed-steel models, which you would recognize from every waiting room, library, or government office you ever entered during Continue Reading

The Pinch by Amanda Nicole Corbin

The only one Shelly had told was her mistress, because she had been the only one to notice the birthmark moving across her face. “First, I thought it was just riding the low waves of your face,” she Continue Reading

When a Creek Becomes a River by Calvin Mills

By the time I was full-grown, I had eleven parents and legal guardians in four counties.  Of all those folks, I remember Mee-Maw Lopez best.  She had a Roman nose and an ass as wide as the Arkansas Continue Reading