By Henry Simpson The receptionist called and said I had a visitor who wanted to talk to me about a business. I went to the lobby and met a large man named Melvin Lacks who looked like someone who had…
By Ramprasath 1 “How much can you afford?” Agent Neel asked. His eyes fell all over Renuga. Renuga appeared gorgeous despite her simple clothing. She just wore a red cotton saree with sandal blouse. A faultless glowing fleshy skin coupled…
By: Eryn King Freezing and numb, the world looked like it was beginning to fade away as darkness slowly took over my eye sight. Did I meet it–death I mean, the action or fact of dying or being killed; the end…
By: Brianna Katsuda “This could be it,” Avery proclaimed. “Please stop talking so loud, mom can still hear you,” Anna whispered. “If she doesn’t get better soon, I’m going to pull the plug.” “Can you please keep your voice down? We…
By Gaither Stewart The last time I saw Algodón was in the instant before the medics pulled the sheet over his face. From my fourth floor balcony across the narrow street, even in the faint late-night illumination, I could perceive…
By: Jerry Vilhotti Gianni sat in the back of the car totally engulfed by cigar smoke which was coming from his father’s nervous puffing which grew more frantic the closer they were approaching the foothills; the Father swore he could…
By: Stephanie Musarra “You are here, because the world rejects you,” the professor said, “Society has shunned you, and mommy, and daddy want nothing to do with you.” He paced the floor of the dungeon. “I took you in to keep…
By: Steve Slavin 1 Albemarle Road is not just the most beautiful thoroughfare in the group of seven neighborhoods known as Victorian Flatbush, but perhaps in all of Brooklyn. Most of the homes were built around the turn of the nineteenth…
By: Ramprasath In several ways, John Dragon established himself as the gangster of the inter-galactic. Every restaurant along the inter-galactic route has to pay him his share. He was the pirate in that part of the universe. Attacking and robbing space…
By Suneet Paul It was Sonali’s fortieth birthday today. Her angular face still had that seductive charm of the yester-years, although the hair had started showing signs of grey at the temples and the back of the head. Faint wrinkles…