Fiction
Fiction Highlights…
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"Irish Dance Macabre"
by Rob Dailey
“The flames of her hair flood the floor while yours lap at the ceiling, setting fire to the beams and enveloping the family. You wouldn't know it from her smile.”
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"The Milk Man"
by Scott Larimore
“My family and I were debating what my dad would do for his mid-life crisis. It had been coming on for a while now.”
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"EXHAUSTION"
by C.C. Russell
“It was this that was finally, fatally wearing us down. This constant waking. These echoes of adrenaline.”
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"Louisiana Street"
by Stephen Dean Ingram
“…he shudders again, but this time not from the air conditioning. Something wells up inside of him and he chokes it back, gulping, and hugs himself. He looks up to see if anyone sees him.”
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"RELEASE"
by Nanami Fetter
“The reason I’m alive is because of release dates. Album release dates, book release dates, and movie release dates. There are so many good pieces of art to look forward to, and so that’s why I’m able to live another day.”
Three Micros
by Trae Stewart
“It starts in the pharmacy, under lights that make everyone look guilty.”
The Corpse of Newson Farm
by Thomas Misuraca
“A female body was found tied to the barbed-wire fence at the north end of Newson’s Farm. It had been out there the entire winter, one of the worst the county had ever seen.”
Melt
by Elizabeth Murphy
“And along the way, she can appreciate what a torture the drive is, especially when it looks and stinks like a flock of laxative-loving seagulls dumped on the car floor, whereas, in reality, it’s just a once-and-for-all reminder that something has to change.”
The Milk Man
by Scott Larimore
“My family and I were debating what my dad would do for his mid-life crisis. It had been coming on for a while now.”
His Father’s Ashes
by E.P. Lande
“Hiking up Mount Katahdin was not easy, but Karl had done it a number of times over the years, always with the encouragement of his father. Now, with his father’s ashes in his knapsack, Karl felt his father was with him, and that he was fulfilling his father’s last wish…”
Hans and Greta
by Ronald Wetherington
“‘This story about us is almost entirely wrong!’ I said, slapping the book closed. I was sitting with my grandson in the small Hessian village of my youth, reading him fairy tales from my German childhood.”
The Lost Boy with a Heart of Gold: A Fable
by Alicia DeFonzo
“Fate looked through his mirror of maps and mazes, as the grand clock tolled, echoing the centuries. The violet layers of the galaxy and moons were as they should be.”
“The Return of the Shrew”
by A. D. Canareira (trans. by Clare Gaunt)
“‘On a plain in Southwestern America, many, many years ago, during the Dust Bowl, or perhaps still today, there lived a tiny and very lonely little shrew.’”