Once upon a time, in a vast abyss, there was a dream. It was a small, insignificant dream, so much that the other dreams inhabiting the void ignored it completely. Nobody bothered to ask who dreamed it, or what it was. The tiny dream in question floated aimlessly in the corporeal darkness. It noticed as…
Category: Fiction
Vengeance by Josh Lopez
My body was in pain, and my heart raced as I fell and tumbled down a set of wooden steps. The shock of each collision with the water-damaged steps added to every wound I’d already suffered. The last thing I saw was gray cement, and everything went black, consciousness was ripped away like lost pages…
The Clearing by Josh Lopez
“Hey, it’s Dex! Do yo thang! Hehe!” I swallowed hard at the knot that formed at the back of my throat, and the sting of tears threatened a torrential downfall before I could start my message. His whimsical voice and ready laugh always brought a smile to my face, but today the sound of the…
Happy Death Day by Quinn Fegel
“This world is pretty fucked up ain’t it?” I asked myself in the mirror. Typical that there was no response. I felt numb, but I have seen this day coming for a very long time. I have not told anyone about this day. My thumb rubbed over the neat numbers on my wrist. My death…
Innocence by Quinn Fegel
Every death I experience brings me closer to mine. Death happens everyday; death is natural. That never makes it easy. I am surrounded by death, some good, most bad. The scars that line me are from death, but they originate from destructive people and destructive motives. Some in the ground already, some I’m still fighting…
Reaper: Flash Fiction by Alaina Kammersgard
Thump, thump, thump. Simon’s knuckles rapped against the worn oak door. Several minutes passed—no response. He rocked back and forth on his heels, eyeing the name on the mailbox. “R. Greene,” it read. He lifted his trembling fist to knock again, when the door finally creaked open. A faint beam of light streamed onto the…
Stranger on the Road by Ann McAdams
“Are you alright, ma’am?” The young sheriff’s deputy asked in a kind, southern drawl. “I guess so,” she said shaking. “I mean…I am not sure.” She sat on the passenger side of the truck. The door was open, the top right side of her body leaned against the front of the bench while her legs…
Ticket on a Greyhound by Meg Spencer
In the pastoral Blue Ridge Mountains, young women followed in the tradition of their mothers and sisters to attend Woodson College, a private women’s college of 800 students. During freshmen week at Woodson, girls arrived in Mercedes and Lincoln Continentals with their fathers—bankers, CEOs, politicians, and their mothers who cancelled Country Club tee times to…
The Note by Jasmine Szabo
I always loved the summertime. Elaina Martin, my dearest friend, used to come visit me during the long summers. We met in private school. Although she was of a well-to-do, wealthy family from the Cape and I, of a small farming community on a scholarship, we became fast friends. The first time Elaina came…
Last Breath by Sandra Bates
“The fat one’s no good. While she’s out, get me oxygen. In the hall. Do it now while she’s gone! The doctors don’t matter. They’re stupid. I know everything about this. I need 12. They are only giving me 6. I need 12! Get it! Do as I say. Get it now!” Conflicted, grief-stricken, obedient….
Earth Travels by Madison Williamson
Log Entry 10 So far, this planet is quite plain. It has fantastical views and what not, but nothing too extraordinary. Humans are weird creatures. I have always heard that they are these incredibly intelligent beings, but they still wipe their own bottoms. How pathetic. They also sleep for recreational purposes, which I find odd….
Identity by Lalitha Rachapudi
Wearing his white cotton dhoti, a white cotton shirt, a black coat and a white topi , Subba Rao a vakil at the New Municipal Court in the city of Rajahmundry set out of his tile roofed house. Drawing water from the well in the backyard his wife called out, “Get home before dark. The…