By: J. S. Kierland He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and someone yelled, “Pass it, Pop…pass it!” Trying to keep his balance he cradled the ball in his arms and started his fall. He hit the ground hard and…
By: John Grey DESIRE ETERNAL Why did he want her? they wondered. He was prince of the realm and could have had anyone. Besides which, she was mortal. A shepherdess of all things. He was a strange one. Not like…
By: Alan Berger I awoke from a dream That was a past vision I was running towards a fence I remembered from prison Instead like before When I just did my time I sailed over that fence Like there was…
By Rey Armenteros Listen to the details of this carefully to get my point. I was walking into a college office with a resume in my hand. I had no appointment. I was just dropping off a resume. My chair…
By: Wil Michael Wrenn Paradox SometimesI feel I could reach outand embrace life and squeeze it to death.SometimesI love life so much that the passion of it hurts deep inside,and the more I love itthe sharper the pain I feel,and…
By Eric Burbridge “You been with us for–” “Two years, never been late or took a sick or personal day. Do you believe me or what?” He sighed and slammed the folder shut. “It doesn’t matter business has slowed. Your…
By: K. Shawn Edgar Reconstruct Me First Rewriting a lover, rebooting his or her nature to match my anticipated path, to align to my projected echo pattern, that’s the biotechnology of modernity. Their quirks, jagged ills, or habits― unpleasant, I…
By: Mark Tulin In the Asylum I remember the voices in the asylum. The screams bouncing off the walls. Nurses dropping pills into paper cups. The aides rolling blood-pressure monitors down the halls. All the doors were locked, the windows…
By: Simon Perchik * To remind you how long before white becomes invisible –you fold this dish cloth over and over as if each splash is wiped with a cry making room the way an old love song turns the…
By: Alex M. Frankel At the Theater, a Jake Gyllenhaal Sighting What began as a nudge and grew with a whisper turned into a wave engulfing the hall. “Can it be?” “It’s him!” Opera-glass raised I tried to see. “Do…