By Gaither Stewart On the day their love affair began Wally and Dietrich were sitting on Rome’s flower-garlanded Spanish Steps. And unlike any other day in either of their lives, their meeting was indelibly stamped in their memories because of…
By: Ian M. Evans Hannah tucked her two cans of spray paint out of sight behind some of the dead flowers and stepped back to admire her handiwork: red letters, still glistening on a gold background, scrawled across the concrete…
By Claudia Piepenburg The girl had never been inside a mausoleum. She was just a child after all. No one in her family had died yet so she hadn’t attended a funeral or burial. But she was always afraid when…
By Dan O’Neill His name was Diego.He was twenty two, had a medium build and hairless..He was dark skinned.He said he was from Torreon,Mexico,the same place Ricardo Montalban was from.He seemed very proud of this.I told him he was muy…
By: James W. White Jessie dropped the letter on his mattress, “What the living hell?” He studied the envelope for the third time. It was addressed to his cousin, Frank Graves, care of Jessie’s address, from Frank’s mother, Joyce Taylor,…
By: Mishal Imaan Syed I. Prodigy “c# minor is a healing key.” This is what she tells me, and it is, too So velvet. Softest as the first of winter’s aubade The color of fantaisies and tonalities of remembrance, a…
By: Milt Montague Civilization The South Pacific is littered with islands like specks of earths floating in a pool dots of sand on blue more like mountain tops piercing the clouds people have lived there for untold generations happily surviving…
By: Christina B. Barrick Reflections on Aging I yearn for the time of youth— when dreams portent of things to be, wishes dance to the heavens, and the celestial skies answer. . . “Yes”. But as the seasons age, some…
By: J.B. Toner When the unclean spirit comes out of a man, it wanders in dry places seeking rest, and finds it not. Then it saith, I will return to the house which I left. And it brings with it…
By mbThewriter She can’t stand sexism but she fell in love with men who wear capes to sleep and call themselves feminists. Love is her middle name, but she won’t bite into the candy she receives from a man who…