By: Tom Ball I said to the gathering of people, here in Titan city, “That I had compiled the list of the 20 best lovers in the Solar System. Of course, the list was largely subjective, and some great…
By: Parthosarothy K Mukherji Who was telling the story? And whose story was it anyway? The words fluttered and flew in the wind. Alexa laughed. The sleek, cylindrical body, within which lurked a deep mind unsuspected by even the most percipient…
By: Parthosarothy K Mukherji As she floated near the observation window of the International Space Station, staring at the Earth below, she thought about the Archibald MacLeish quote: “To see the Earth as it truly is—small and blue and beautiful…
By: Harrison Abbott Gerry used to have a son called Saul. One day when Saul was cycling in the local street, a Land Rover failed to see him coming the other direction at the junction. The Land Rover hit Saul…
By: David R. Topper Note: This story is the sequel to Mud: Shtetl to Shoah, published in the Winnipeg Jewish Post & News, September 2023, pp. 34-38. As in Mud, the format is a dialogue between me and my imaginary…
By: Joan Slatoff They should have private waiting areas at this clinic. It’s embarrassing; everyone knows why we’re here. There’s only the two of us in reception at the moment, me and that girl in the corner chair. I used…
By: Donna Gum Jenkins would have given in to despair long ago, living with his miser of a daughter. Mary Sue wanted him to sign over his wealth, which Jenkins refused. He didn’t know what he would do without Amelia,…
By: Duane L Herrmann The young man was eager to buy his first house. He had heard that you could get a good deal at a house auction. The house might need work to fix it up, but if…
By: Imran Zarif Arman stood at the entrance of his childhood home, now worn with time. The walls, once filled with laughter, whispered tales of the past. Everything happens on time, he thought. With time, we evolve, we part our…
By: Marc Livanos It was late January and the air was damp. There was a dusting of snow. The panels on the windows were frosted. The fireplace burned brightly. Audrey and I live in a cul-de-sac of Ficus and evergreens….