By: Gaither Stewart Directly across the road from my store, Andrey is sitting on the wall that overlooks the long green valley. In this moment, his eyes are fixed on a bizarre […]
Story: The Miracle Of the Shoe Laces
Story: The Flying Flies
By: Michael C. Keith No good deed goes unpunished. –– Claire Boothe Luce At an early age, Abdul Karim noticed he could transfer the bothersome floaters that cluttered his vision to another […]
Story: An Urban Diary
By: Raymond Greiner I awaken to the hydraulic whine of a trash truck. Nearby a massive waste incinerator emits a polluting stench mixing with the incessant rumble of traffic. Detroit, once a […]
Story: The Wooden Engine
By: Siddhartha Choudhury The boy was about three years old, and his large round eyes grew vibrant with delight upon seeing the wooden train engine. He tugged at his mother’s hand and said, […]
Story: JFK–Remembering That November Day
By William Norris The lunchroom buzzed in anticipation of Thanksgiving. Don was first, his role to stake out our table. His eyes framed Karen Palou. She’d saunter by, wearing a tight gray dress; her […]
Story: Nightmares
By: JP Miller Looking down at the smallness of the world from atop a mountain will put time and distance in perspective. Iraq was a world away. And, in the light and […]
Story: Transformation
By: Raymond Greiner Chicago’s government housing project was built in the mid sixties. Aging has taken its toll, diminishing original intent of quality housing for those economically oppressed. Only one elevator is […]
Story: An Earth Story
By: Raymond Greiner My name is Caleb. I am 16 years old and documenting my life thus far. I have no parents or siblings. I was scientifically created and live in a […]
Story: Old Rum Bottles
By: Narasimha Sharma Veturi I opened my eyes to the frantic chaos of porters pushing my fellow passengers to come in and be the first to carry the luggage of the seemingly rich […]
Story: The Grinding stone
By: Maya Unnikrishnan She waited for him. He was coming home after 25 years. She has changed, not the woman he brought home .She had that unsure gait in his presence, as […]
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