The Way the Cookie Crumbles by James C. Clar
The Way the Cookie Crumbles by James C. Clar The usually crowded streets were all but deserted. It was nearly 3:30 A.M. after all. The only people out wandering were hookers after a few...
Vol 16
Blorb by Jon Moray
Blorb by Jon Moray Author’s Note: This story was inspired by a real-life event that happened in 1974, where a family found a sphere on their property. The sphere in this story, unlike...
The Auspex File by Patricia Bohnert
The Auspex File by Patricia Bohnert aus·pex n. pl. aus·pi·ces (ôsp-sz)An augur of ancient Rome, especially one who interpreted omens derived from the observation of birds. Chapter One: The County Social Services Office “Auspex,” she tapped her pencil on...
Giovanni and the Bird by Cameron D. Alexander
Giovanni and the Bird by Cameron D. Alexander Jack sighed in resignation as he peered through his dusty Venetian blinds at the carload of Armani thugs. He wasn’t going anywhere in his slippers and...
Some Kind of Angel by Austin Roberts
Some Kind of Angel by Austin Roberts The scene was bad. Male. 60’s. And the pavement had played piñata with his body when he landed. It wasn’t my game anymore, the murder scene, but...
UFO of the Yards by Garret Schuelke
Editor’s Note: Read the previous adventure of Gray Wolf (please don’t call him that) by clicking the link: “Trial on the Chicago River by Garret Schuelke” UFO of the Yards by Garret Schuelke A...
Pioneer by Nicholas Woods
Pioneer by Nicholas Woods “There is a land where the mountains are nameless and the rivers all run God knows where; there are lives that are erring and aimless, and deaths that just hang...
Were What? by Doug Hawley
Were What? by Doug Hawley The childless couple Duke and Jen gave up on getting pregnant the usual way. Duke said “I’m so happy that your artificial insemination was by Ben. We chose the...
The Cover of a Book by Bill Tope
The Cover of a Book by Bill Tope “What are you even doing with this man?” Annie asked of her sister. Karen sighed. Two years younger than her sibling, she was used to being...
Big Yellow by Bill Tope
Big Yellow by Bill Tope i Before I ever met him, Brett was described to me by my Iranian friend and housemate Vahid, as “some barfly from The Stagger Inn,” referencing a tavern where...