32   752 readings 5 min
A woman who claimed to be a chimera called the library most Tuesdays, on the old line they never got around to disconnecting after the renovations. The call went straight to a yellowed phone hung on... [+]

Winner - Jury Selection
Short Fiction Contest 2019 - Short Story
3   252 readings 5 min
“You’re in New England,” the man in front of me said with a British accent, so my mind—which I knew was not running completely clearly—assumed he meant that we both were in a new version ... [+]

15   1187 readings 5 min
January 26, 1906

Forty-seven days have passed and the bananas in my kitchen are still green. They remain untouched and unmoved since I brought them home from market. To my eye they appear ... [+]

20   519 readings 5 min
The old priest considered the cast-iron oil pot sitting in the corner of the immaculate kitchen. It was heavy, and his back hurt.
The trees growing on the canyon walls whispered to him. "Prepare ... [+]

28   990 readings 5 min
When I get home from Sunday Service, I strip my pressed white shirt in the living room. I step out of my slacks. Peel off the tight black socks. I fumble naked for my dive skin, the black and blue ... [+]

Winner - Jury Selection
Button Fiction Spring 2019
5   734 readings 5 min
On his way out the door to a meeting with a client, the husband said, “We should have a baby,” and the wife, pointing to one of the windows that overlooked the driveway, said, “We already have... [+]

Winner - Jury Selection
Short Fiction Contest 2019 - Short Story
59   582 readings 5 min
When there is no water left, we’ll leave. Until then, we ration what we pull from the well. Three-quarters of a bucket for drinking (a full one when the day gets above 90 degrees, which is ... [+]

Runner up - Jury Selection
Button Fiction Spring 2019