By: Ronan O’Shea —Your generation is too willing to take it lying down, said Smithson Rodgers. —Oh, matron. —Don’t be facile, Murphy. —Sorry. —Your lot are spoiled. —Rotten. —You’re not used to fighting for what you believe in. —When were…

By: Grant Watson I saw it first between the trees, a lightbulb blooming in orange neon – so bright you could have reached in and picked it from the branches like a fruit.  It melted softly through the dark avenues…

By: Damion Hamilton Tommy had been down a long time. Thirty years. He had been a young man when he went away. Now he wasn’t young anymore. He looked in the mirror, there was more than a little grey. But…

By Mark Kodama I.             I dreamed of the perfect woman hanging on my arm. But who was I to have these silly dreams. Short and uneducated with little in the way of manners, I followed orders. But this was…

By Adam Katcher The only sound was the occasional roar of a truck on the highway nearby. Ryan stared at the screen. Midnight had already passed, and everyone else in the house was asleep. Ryan, like the day, was ready…

By Dawn DeBraal David Cooper sat across the table watching Cadence McCaffrey order from the Pizza Shack menu. He winced inwardly with each new item Cadence added to the order. He had a twenty-dollar bill in his wallet. “I’ll take…

By: Nicole Lane “He can barely walk,” Angel whined to her mother, “we have to take him to get help at the vet.”             “We can’t afford to fix it, honey. We can barely afford your own hospital bills for…

By: Michelle Yang “Do you feel that? Is that an earthquake? Oh, it’s only Brianna walking down the hall,” Lorren snickered, talking to her table as she spotted her favorite pastime.             Brianna walked by with her head down, leaving…

By: Aldriech Villamor I woke up in the dark, much like the rest of the patients here. It was 6:30 in the morning at the Anglewood Mental Hospital, and I was absolutely drained from the medications they had put me…

By: Tricia D. Wagner Teo tapped the last nail in the window frame and stepped back. He studied his work—tight seams. Even plumb. The pane clean and full of Baja’s blue ocean rolling behind him. Hanging windows on shanties was…