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It Came From the Sea of Cortez

By: Elaine Lennon He drove until he ran out of road. It had taken almost twenty-four hours. He only stopped for gas. Twice.  Now he was here. The tip of the peninsula was fringed with dried out palms and jacarandas….

On Calton Hill

By: Dennis Vannatta When Rotary International held its annual meeting in Edinburgh, several members of the Rockaway Park chapter attended, all but Jeffrey Ward and Devin O’Day staying in one of the three big hotels virtually taken over for the…

Not the Asshole

By: Linda McMullen             In the final three years of our marriage, John argued exhaustively with the anonymous denizens of AITA Reddit.  “Goodnight, Tommy!” he’d call upstairs to our son, his keyboard clacking without pause.  So, last night – Thursday…

Open House

By: Ranjit Kulkarni At the open house of Vidya Niketan School, all students sat in uncomfortable silence. Most of them were with their mothers. Some of them were with their fathers. They waited for the class teacher to call them….

Another Age

By: Anthony Ward The aged man sat aloft in his chair looking towards the fireplace. Flames danced ritually, stretching into the air, before being swiped by the wind that whirred down the chimney. The words his daughter uttered were not…

The Snow Family

By: Bruce Levine The snow had fallen steadily for an hour, already completely coating the lawn behind their house.             The three little girls, Jane (age nine), Ellen (age seven) and Barbara (age five-and-a-half) stood at the long adjacent living…

Riddles

By: Harvey Huddleston English came easily to Roman, as had the language of every country he’d lived in.  Moving in his youth from one country of the Russian Steppes to the next, he’d picked up the Tajik, Uzbeki and Kazak,…

Hero

By: Roliena Slingerland  “Can you come home for a bit?” Mother’s voice crackles on the other end of the phone. “I can’t.” The quickness of her lie startles even Gretta. Coming home is not the first choice these days. She…

Finders Keepers

By: Eric Burbridge             Is that an ATM envelope on the curb? Lamar pushed his empty shopping cart quickly towards the Citibank ATM center outside Kroger. The closer he got, the harder his heart pounded. Could he be so lucky?…

Moses Is So Over It

By: Todd Mercer Listen up, ass-hats. I mean, friends. We’ve been wandering in circles like morons for forty years on what should’ve been a two-week hike, maximum. Life is short and this has been a giant waste of our prime…