By Flo Au The sound was so deafeningly loud it woke up almost everyone from their sweet dreams in the estate nearby. Fleetingly, they looked out of their windows, seeing the sky torn into some kind of jigsaw puzzle by…
By: Elohor Ojose There’s a small click; the bomb detonates. Click. Dust kicks up and shots ring out through the once peaceful town. Click. Buildings with thousands trapped inside crumble down. Click. Humans are blown apart. Bodies pile up. Red stains…
By: Sam Mills Days give rise to talk of episodes that sleep makes plausible, but sleep is not an end any more than it is beginning. Life is action. To talk of change among people is meaningless. I believed in episodes…
By: Gentle Culpepper I have this friend, his name is Clay. He is a soldier who abides in the pretty wasteland we call Terra. Clay is a righteous minister of the cloth. His primary mission in life is to minister…
By: Milt Montague It was the middle of World War 2. It was 1943, I had been drafted into the army, completed basic training and ended up in Brooklyn, New York at a small Catholic College just 15 minutes from…
By: Milt Montague This a true story about latkes and how such a simple item can play such an important role in life. Milt’s favorite food was potato latkes [pancakes] especially as they were fried to perfection by his mother,…
By: Milt Montague MIlt and Sivia decided to spend a few days in the sun and had just arrived in Miami Beach, Florida. It was winter in New York City but it was delightfully warm at The Beach. Soon after…
By: JD DeHart Welcome to the City, once called Salem, changed to Slam, a bit of scratching on the road sign. Maybe it’s a change in the atmosphere, more rays allowed through, but here people could do amazing feats. Just the…
By: Patrick Dang I spent day and night daydreaming of love. I dreamt of what the perfect girl would be like. We would be like two peas in a pod. The bestest of friends, with a bond stronger than blood. Distance…
By: William C. Blome I’ll talk up to a point about Mr. Wentworth, and then I’m going to pull up lame and go no further. It’s not that I have personal stakes of any kind in this race, so to speak,…