
By: Anita Lekic I enter the small jewelry shop in our little town. There are two or three people ahead of me, hunched over the glass counters, perusing the gold pendants and […]
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By: Anita Lekic I enter the small jewelry shop in our little town. There are two or three people ahead of me, hunched over the glass counters, perusing the gold pendants and […]
By: Adam Kluger It’s weird. The business of meeting a muse. The artist known as Dreck didn’t expect much when he started an online correspondence with a mystery woman named Cricket who […]
By: Michal Reiben Nia ushers the reporter into her sitting room. “Please sit down, make yourself comfortable.” “Thank you.” He drags a wicker chair towards the table and perches himself on its […]
By: Peter Nemenoff He had a nervous demeanor. Elijah sat in a café, a full latte in front of him. He occasionally picked it up, and blew on it, even after […]
By: The Birch Twins “Where did you get that,” asked Skarr, her face a mixture of anger and surprise.” If regular readers will recall, I had just returned, barely with my life […]
By: Padmini Krishnan I felt that something was not quite right as I boarded DSL-231. Vimmi seemed relaxed and her eyes shone with excitement. We were going home to Sheila. I opened […]
by Frank Kowal It was 1954, and I was six years old, watching TV by myself on the floor of my living room. In those days the TVs were black-and-white and […]
By: Dwit David Philip IYour conservative ethosis a way livingyour pretensionIs a volcano camouflagelike a value system. IIAn instinct paraphraselate night sleepuninterpreted eyesopen on a knockrepents the tired sin. IIIHer first blink, […]
By: L.W. Smolen Heck hit the street on their 30th Wedding Anniversary critical-mass disgusted – and not just with Seattle. He headed out his hotel front door onto Western Avenue, passed-up Eno’s […]
By: Bruce Levine Phillip closed the book. He’d been reading for a couple of hours and his eyes were tired. Friday would be a good night, he thought as he rubbed his […]