Your Child by Tim Frank
Your Child by Tim Frank As Rostov’s eyelids inched open, caked with the gunk of dried tears, a shooting pain angled down from his wrist and along his arm. He was chained to the...
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Transferred by Anoop Anthony
Transferred by Anoop Anthony Dr. Sanil Cherian sat slumped at his desk and thought longingly about going home and getting drunk out of his mind. For this was his daily routine — he left the...
The Pupfish of Miracle Spring by J.G. Follansbee
The Pupfish of Miracle Spring by J.G. Follansbee Dr. Maxine Riçon, PhD, wept at the absence of water. The algae mat she’d observed for ten years, once the color of early spring leaves and...
The Grey Smudge by David Sweeney
The Grey Smudge by David Sweeney 1 I’ve learned two things in the last three weeks. I find that even as I write this now I can hardly believe that it has only been...
Slaves to the Grind by Joe Prosit
Slaves to the Grind by Joe Prosit Perfect coffee doesn’t happen by accident. It takes fresh grounds, good equipment, and attention to detail. When I arrived at work that Monday, I had the equipment...
The Friendship by Clive Aaron Gill
The Friendship by Clive Aaron Gill Keith, a balding, bearded man, stood at the front door of the redbrick and limestone townhouse on 5th Avenue in Manhattan. “Is Steve here?” Keith asked. “And who...
Bestie Box by Tom W. Miller
Bestie Box by Tom W. Miller Even as she held the phone and listened to Danielle, her best friend, offer words of comfort, Tara could not avert her longing gaze from the photograph of...
Office Mouse by S.J.Budd
Office Mouse by S.J.Budd It was the third time that Clara had dreamt that horrible dream again, but even worse, it was a Monday; the beginning of another week. She hated her job, and...
The Bend by Michael Mohr
The Bend by Michael Mohr My body ripped up at a ninety-degree angle, my eyes popping open, hearing what sounded like a freight train. Brian was asleep, his rucksack propping his head up like...
Roadside by Mike Bryan
Roadside by Mike Bryan The engine rumbled as Danny rolled the throttle and worked the gears of his Harley through the twisting canyons. The small brown package was strapped to the rear fender as...