214 West Euclid Ave by Madeline Vosch His cigarettes were on the floor so I took them. I went to the backyard. Once, last winter, I shoveled snow into the carton and put it back next to where he was sleeping on the couch. That day, it was hot and there wasn’t even a...
Rift by Robert Kostuck The chronometer reads seventy-two hours into a one hundred fifty-three hour Plutonian day—six o’clock in the morning Luna time. Our sailboat Moth anchored one hundred ninety-four kilometers roughly SSE from the edge of the mountains. I close the...
10 Stories From The Bible In No Particular Order by Ian Baaske 1. POTIPHAR’S WIFE When she was a girl and her father would bring her with him to the market, Zuleika would feel the older men’s stares. She remembers the dust and noise and heat mixing...
A Lucky Man by Daniel Coshnear Kevin had not been enjoying the game of Jello in the backseat, the boys falling into each other with every curve in Highway 116, nor the shrieking. When the road straightens, it’s quiet enough to hear the radio — another...
Ghost Puppy by Kaely Horton The ghost of my ex-girlfriend twirled in a desk chair in the middle of the kitchen, chewing gum. My mother paused in the doorway, grocery bag handles straining against the crook of her elbow, and pointed. “Is she real?” she asked. “Because...
The Cul de Sacs by Sarah McEachern The Proctors lived at the center of the east cul-de-sac and Abby lived almost a half mile away, at the center of the west cul-de-sac. Everest Street bisected the two. When Abby got off from babysitting on Thursday nights, she walked...
