By: Ed Krizek In the meadow at the edge of the wood a rabbit lies bleeding. Entrails devoured by a predator. Everything has to eat. At the final moment the little animal’s cries resound across the meadow. Worms and insects…
By: Ed Krizek My mother believed that after she died her spirit would live on forever with those of her lost loved ones. She would watch over me and my sister and hear the words we muttered to her presence…
By: Arthur Davis “My shoes are wet.” “You walk through a puddle and you expect them to be dry?” “I expect no more from you,” Abe said lowering himself onto the bench they resided on from noon to three every…
By: Tulika Bahuguna “How do you always wear it? Oh darling, whenever I see you I’m filled with pity!” She smiled at her old colleague. It was not new. It had become a part of her daily existence; people looking…
By Austin Manchester While some journalists were overseas covering terrorists and revolutions, Clark Donovan was writing a story that people would only read while taking a shit or drinking their coffee. His editor demanded a story by that night about…
By: Michael C. Keith Haunted for ever by the eternal . –– William Wordsworth The house at 31 Hoover Street came into existence in the midst of the Great Depression. A Craftsman bungalow, it was constructed by L.V. Myerson Builders…
By: Gaurav Bist Traditional fuck-ups like ticket & train glitches, hotel & ID troubles, kabootars peeing &pooing all over me – Even my all-time favorite bitch fights between the girlfriend & the close friend who happened to be an attractive girl…
By: Linda M Crate i fancied you an angel but i was wrong your halo is broken and your wings are black, the song on your lips is the blue lipped death you wish upon all your victims; and i…
By: Linda M. Crate every time i want to give up on humanity deem them all devils there’s always one random act of kindness that warms my heart, and i am forced to realize there is still some goodness in…
By: Linda M. Crate i linger when i know i should be gone because there is no other place for me to be, and i see their eyes judging me; but i have nowhere to go, it’s as if they…