Fiction
Read the latest in fiction, including stories and literature.
Certainty
By James F. McGrath, “I’m recording this so that you can be certain, as I am…” Kelly Wallace pushed the button on the console again and stopped the recording. Before she finalized it, and recorded the concluding phrase, before she made it final and sent it off, she wanted to listen
Certainty
By James F. McGrath, “I’m recording this so that you can be certain, as I am…” Kelly Wallace pushed the button on the console again and stopped the recording. Before she finalized it, and recorded the concluding phrase, before she made it final and sent it off, she wanted to listen
Colossi
By Fred Johnson 1. What a day: went as usual to Mr Kebab Express. Ordered pizza—twelve-inch special, no olives, can of Irn Bru. Was waiting
Maybe It’s Not Too Late
By Luke Beling, We fell out of love in a hurry that night. Suzy flipped over my dirty ashtray and tossed my empty can at
The Burn
By Alan MacLeod My Aunt Ruth piles family photos in boxes, and calls it our ancestry. Those faded images of people and places transport me
The Green Witch’s Garden (Excerpt)
By Patricia Crisafulli A profusion of tiger lilies blossomed where the gravel driveway met the pitted blacktop of the country road. Pulling in slowly, Gabriela
Saguaro
By Kevin Broccoli She got sent out with a basket of pecan bread and a bad cough. The flu had whipped through and nearly killed
Impossible
By David Bassano, July 16 “The speed limit is fifty-five…and do not throw cigarettes out the window!” the trooper snapped. “Yes, Officer,” mumbled Nick. He’d
The Man Who Lives in 6C
By Brian Mosher, When I first arrived in town in 1955, The Golden Albatross was run by Cassini, a fat Chinese man. No one was
Once Upon a Tour in Grimmsland
By Mark Gallini, “Get up! Get up you lazy one,” her mother sings, or rather recites. “It’s time to go to Grandma’s.” She leans over
The Blooding
By Scott Pieschel, “Excited for your blooding tomorrow?” Shadows from the weakening flames in the hearth danced across my older brother, Tommy’s, face. He sat