By: Bruce Levine Four days into the current cycle Brian asked himself if this was really what he wanted to do. It wasn’t that anything was very difficult and certainly within the framework of his expertise. But simply going through…

By: Alfredo Salvatore Arcilesi  After seven days of intolerable confinement, Izzy decided that this foggy afternoon was the right time to free herself. And, if she could manage, Clara. She had been testing her crippled body since the morning darkness,…

By: Ahming Zee People were swarming in heading straight to the pet lady as she was taking kittens one by one out of her carrier and into a big cage. Everyone in the Pet World knew her, and her all,…

By Eric Burbridge             Tuesday was the best day of the week to do any kind of business. This Tuesday the weather was warm, sunny with no wind. Toledo Parfit said, “I got a surprise for you be ready in…

By Mark Kodama      The one hundred rockets dropped from the thin Martian sky, individually, in bunches and finally by dozens before they slammed against the red dirt, like a fireworks show, first isolated bursts of light, then simultaneous bursts…

By Dawn DeBraal She looked away when she saw the woman and her child picking through the dumpster. It hurt too much to see that. She wanted to help but, how could she? The little boy in rain boots held…

By: James Bates Even though he hadn’t left his house that day, nor had he for the more than three years since his beloved wife had passed away, here’s what Bob Anderson wrote later that night:             ‘I lay under…

By Beatriz Cicci Ms. Maureen Campbell was proud to attest and confirm with confidence that, throughout her 72 years of life, she had only kissed whom she had ratified to be totally and completely in love with. When inquired in…

By Mark Kodama             When the wrought iron gates of St. Mary’s Industrial School for Boys swung wide, George was just an unwanted reform school boy destined for oblivion. But George Herman Ruth could play baseball better than any other…

By: Stephen Faulkner I walked from where it all took place with a steady gait down a dark and humid street. Darkness enveloped me like a shroud, like a fetid blanket pulled around me, hiding me. Still her eyes found…