By Nick Patrick Hickman It’s Isaac who walks the three blocks to the grocery to buy the hamburger meat. This whole plan is his idea, anyway. Except when it comes time, it’s Harrison who will hold the meat. The bait….

By: Parthosarothy K Mukherji The Springbok was the national mascot of his native land, but his identity was always more tied to the eponymous musk deer—a species as alien to South Africa as was the country in which he would…

By: Ethan Goffman Way back in 2008, I began a string of wrong predictions by boldly stating that Obama could not win because the American people just weren’t ready for a Black man to be president. I followed that with…

By Bruce Levine The last flight had taken off, or at least they thought it had. For Greg and Larry it was up to themselves to fend for themselves. They’d taken on the challenge because the reward offered was so…

By: Don Tassone      One Saturday morning, I was working in my garage when I felt funny and had to sit down.  As I looked around, my son’s dusty bike in the corner caught my eye.  Then somehow it was…

By: Joey Bender I was alone, sad, and bored when a message from her came. I knew I shouldn’t reply—I didn’t really like her all that much, and I’m pretty sure she felt the same. But it was good enough;…

By Drew Bufalini When cousins Paul and Jerry were young, daring, and impressionable, they made a good name for themselves in their bad Detroit neighborhood. They were smart types who went through phases of intense interest in a particular subject,…

By: Connie Woodring March 25,1945. That is the day we received a new patient on our ward. Her name is Buella Whitehouse. I wasn’t sure if she would be accepted by everyone (patients and staff), since she is a Negro….

By: Elaine Lennon “Action.” I dreamed I killed my co-star last night. You could say it was a long time coming. You see, twenty years ago, when I was a mere starlet, she took the screen role that had been…

By: Eolas Pellor There was one cloud in the sky. Thin and wispy, it hurried south high overhead, borne on dry winds no one below could feel. Old lore, half forgotten, said such clouds foretold a weather change, so Gus…