By: Rebecca Dempsey I stutter and eventually say hello. Because I have to start somewhere. In a dialogue, a greeting is as good as any place to begin. Yes. I’ve been waiting. There’s no hello in return. I understand. I’d…

By: Bruce Levine It took Reggie an extended period to get all of his books organized just the way he wanted them. While his system was based very loosely on the Dewey Decimal System used in libraries, his subdivisions were…

By: Yuan Changming Now I’ve finally found the answer to our question! “What question?” Why am I so crazy about you? “Aha, that’s your question, not mine!” You know, I’ve been haunted by this question. In fact, I can never…

By: David Berger The ragged beggar, squatting at the edge of the busy street, had once been a wizard. Some knew his past; other folks could just tell. And they had two ways with him. Most avoided him, avoiding his…

By: David Patten Daybreak, mist rising from the surface, the chatter of tropical birds and primates from the dense rainforest flanking their small boat.  It’s long and narrow like a canoe, Elliot perched at the bow clothed in angler’s khaki. …

By: David Patten Amaya can’t suppress a wry smile.  An item of gossip has reached her.  It seems there are those intent on labeling her a witch.  Such an archaic term, unused for centuries, its connotation pejorative.  Amaya ponders that…

By: Karen E. Osborne Lucy’s breathing slowed. Mack’s Smith and Wesson lay on her lap. She slid moist fingertips along the barrel, sending tingles and ripples up her right arm. Dawn broke. Fog hugged the hills. Streaks of pinks and…

By: Allan Lake Before dawn, birds utter crazy praisesto their sun god. They wake me,make me recall that circle of downyfeathers left in courtyard yesterday.Silenced. A soft scene to give pause. Abandoning down-filled pillow I pivot,could never fly, into slippers,…

By: Brian Michael Barbeito  I lost my sweater. It was because I was helping people, some old folks who couldn’t carry their luggage. I couldn’t ‘not,’ help, seeing them struggling like that. I think I had put the sweater down…

By: Domonique I awakened in the Bush after riding back with Romey after the footy.      With some English holiday giving us the day off school, Romey and his cousin, Credence, took me with them turtle hunting. I had only…