Bloodstained Quarters by Elwyn VJ Roth
Bloodstained Quarters by Elwyn VJ Roth The door to the warehouse hung open, letting in harsh sunlight; drifting to cover up every shadow in the building and heating up the concrete from its usual...
Bloodstained Quarters by Elwyn VJ Roth The door to the warehouse hung open, letting in harsh sunlight; drifting to cover up every shadow in the building and heating up the concrete from its usual...
Cracking Whip by Dimitris Passas I add the last words of the article’s concluding paragraph and then took the customary five minutes to sit back and read what I’d written once again checking for...
Writer’s Block by James C. Clar “The faster I write the better my output. If I’m going slow, I’m in trouble. It means I’m pushing the words instead of being pulled by them.” ~ Raymond...
Fly Away Peter, Fly Away Paul by Paul Kimm I’m eighteen and it isn’t a good time between me and my mother. In turn that means it’s not good between me and my father....
Singing Pagliacci by Marie Griffin Sterling’s heart raced when he thought about being late for the coffee house, but he had to get his makeup perfect. He stared at his reflection in the mirror...
Pastor Nelson Grimes’ Surprise Reunion Show by Tim Frank ‘Now Mr Kaveat – what would you like to be known as? Can I call you Sohrab?’ said the TV show assistant, moisturising her dry...
Not Who I Thought I Was by Mitchel Montagna The day I learned Bergin had died, at 50, I heard his terrified voice again, cursing me like few ever have. We had bunked together...
QB1 by Frederick Foote He was a seventeen-year-old black as sin, boy with a smile that would light up the Coliseum. At six feet two inches and one hundred eighty pounds with exceptionally long...
Pairs by Frederick Foote “Our mission here is to open this backwater of civilization to the opportunity and promise of the free market world. We’re here to liberate a stunted and manipulated population from...