#22: The Shoemaker
Really, Gus didn't mind sleeping with the dogs. They were, for the most part, courteous, and, essentially, just as clean as anyone else in the household.The oldest dog, Brik, was really the only one...
View Article#23: Bone Collection
Things were unnerving with all the ghosts around. In the living room, when the sun was just right coming through the parted windows, you could see two people playing cards at a table that wasn't there....
View Article#24: Back
The road hummed beneath them."I just think we should have gone back.""There wasn't a way to go back! You saw as well as I did. We looked for too long.""It's a mistake.""It's not a mistake when it's the...
View Article#25: The Appointment
She'll be here, she'll be here, I keep telling myself.I sit on a couch, drinking some kind of latte-of-the-day. I'm reading Kerouac, hoping that will give just the right impression. Saturday nights are...
View Article#26: Her Place
"God, I never bring people here."By comparison, my apartment and any of my friends' houses were sparse if not empty.Her house was small, full of windows, creaky hardwood floors, floor lamps, and...
View Article#27: Rita
He wasn't even outside the tollway before he realized what a bad idea this evacuation was. Two days later, having traveled less than a hundred miles, he knew that he should have turned back during...
View Article#28: Stove on the Face
Charlie and Claire had fought earlier that day. They made up and went out for dinner.They were wandering around Seaport Village, a touristy collection of ocean-themed shops when they came across a loud...
View Article#29: Stillborn
"We've been staring long enough."But it wasn't long enough, no matter what I tell myself. "There were over 50,000 books published last year," I think. "But I can walk into a bookstore and pick one out...
View Article#30: Awake
"Are you awake?"The soft voice could have come from my own head; in the dark I couldn't tell.I rolled over.And it came rushing back to me. All of it. The way I almost drown when I was five, just a...
View ArticlePublication!
My first book is available for purchase today!I wrote a short-story version of "The Traveler" almost 10 years ago while I was in college. I always wanted to revisit the story--something about those...
View Article#1: Roadside
Steinbeck Bend Road curved in front of me, sharp and sudden. To my right, a white fence held in a green stretch of shallow hills where horses grazed. Coming up to the light, before turning towards...
View ArticleIssue Number Six Index
Another issue of micro-fictions! And more!1. Roadside2. Angel3. The Poet4. Morning in Haiku5. Rotary6. The Yard7. Deus ex Machina8. Rearview
View Article#2: Angel
The dirt made a dusty cloud around the girl who slid into the base. Before it was fully clear, she noticed that her foot didn't quite touch the bag, so Marla dropped the ball clumsily onto the...
View Article#3: The Poet
"I'm always surprised to see where they go." He slurred his words, tongue too slippery with wine. "When I sit down to write them, they are wondering and lost. I bring them in, my children, and make...
View Article#4: Morning in Haiku
When at last the sun rose, we couldn't rememberbeing so scared.But the whole night, through the wind and the cold and what sounded like animals sniffing at the sides of the tent, we slept littleif we...
View Article#5: Rotary
It wasn't the first night I spent in the new place, but maybe the third or fourth. The old rotary phone that was in the closet when I moved in still worked, I found out. I plugged it in next to the bed...
View Article#6: The Yard
"It's quiet out here.""It would be if you'd shut up.""No, I mean like, no crickets or cars passing by or anything.""Shhh."Ryan somehow knew that it was better to stay quiet walking through Live Oak...
View Article#7: Deus ex Machina
"Well, I think it's lame. Why does the woodcutter come out of nowhere to cut open the wolf? And what kind of wolf eats a kid and her grandma whole?" said Mother."Sorry, I just threw that in. The girls...
View Article#8: Rearview
Summer had come and gone that year, shorter than usual. Before long, it was time to go. It wasn't until the harbor was almost out of sight that he noticed all that he had given up. It would be three...
View ArticleLight, Dark: Part 1
Light.Mark Cliffton’s greatest fears were realized on Monday when he became stuck in the elevator somewhere between floors three and four. He had long since decided that Mondays were Elevator Days; a...
View ArticleLight, Dark: Part 2
Dark.There really was no way for Mark to know how long he had been there. The florescent lights never turned off, but stayed constantly glowing without so much as a flicker. Faces and voices drifted...
View ArticleA Productive Member of Society
You see, I started writing a musical in college all about society and conformity. Naturally, it was never finished. However, I have breathed new life into it by turning it into a comic! Sue gave me a...
View ArticleIndex for Issue Six!
It's been a while since we've had a new issue around here. Readership has gone down as self-indulgence has risen. So what the heck! Let us self indulge just a bit.There are two stories in this, the...
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