Medicine-man

By: Dah       They were driving Highway 1, heading south through San Diego. Figured they’d be crossing the border in thirty-minutes. It was late September, and the weather was hot. Luke was […]

Record

By: Amrita Sharma A ‘screen’ may serve as a perfect sort,That may turn to a ‘simile’ by a poet’s craft,A greater may turn it to ‘metaphor’ still,And a superior to a ‘symbol’ […]

The Manuscript

By: Jack Bristow      The large van lurched up the snow-capped mountains, higher and higher, farther and farther away from civilization. Scotty Kline, forty-four, scruffy faced, was behind the wheel navigating the […]