Short Fiction

Wanderer of the Enchanted Forest

King Blixer

The sun slowly peeked over the horizon, illuminating the forest. The old oak trees loomed overhead and the pines stood idle in the light. Mushrooms littered the floor, and they seemed to glow with a ... [+]

Short Fiction

Theresa

Kmarch

She was a shapeless blob. A huge, shapeless blob. Her kaftan flopped around her gouty ankles. Her midriff was a Michelin tire – not at all resembling the sensuous pear-shaped form of the Earth ... [+]

Short Fiction

Always Choose Kindness

Lillian

In the days when an ice cream cost much less, a 10 year old girl entered a coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of her.
“How much is an ice cream” ? ... [+]

Short Fiction

Finding Johnny

Leigha

Juniper’s pudgy limbs army crawled through the soggy mulch and rolled under the Palmerton playground’s dinky bridge to join Nellie, who was too busy sucking out all the jelly from her Uncrustable ... [+]

Short Fiction

Our Primary Wealth Is Mental Health

Ken Brake

I was taught an important lesson at a young age, life is hard we must be strong. With that instruction I fought my way out of a small First Nation community to create opportunity. I pursued highe ... [+]

Short Fiction

Soul Search

Hana

The clicking footsteps echo in the narrow hallways. Flickering lights cast an eerie glow, reflecting off the cheap linoleum tiles. Rusty wheels squeak under heavy gurneys carrying dead and injured ... [+]

Short Fiction

The Souvenir

JennZala

By late August 2005, the backpacker had seen nearly every great cathedral, famous statue, roman colosseum, fishing town, frescoed ruin and great organ that her Eurail pass could take her to. In just ... [+]

Short Fiction

Massacre

grace

My hands are sweaty.
So sweaty, in fact, that it feels like two shallow pools have formed in my palms, eager for patrons to take a dip in my fear. Beads of sweat are doing elaborate dives into ... [+]

Short Fiction

Repeat

Jeannette Folan

David walked up to the kiosk and punched the 5 minute button. He waited anxiously as the machine spat out the long scroll of paper and wondered who came up with the idea for this contraption. When ... [+]

Short Fiction

The Closet

Fiona

We were running down the halls, my brother and I, racing to get to the bathroom. When he shoved me into the closet, I landed with a loud boom. The wind from my brother whizzing past slammed the doo ... [+]

Short Fiction

The Golf Widow

John Sullivan

The two red candles cast a warm glow in the room as the nurse entered and gave the patient’s wife a cup of tea and biscuits; she knew the ward rules on candles but she ignored saying anything.Only ... [+]

Short Fiction

Final Destination

ENahté

Frustration blended with exhaustion as my vehicle inched forward two feet. Construction had several miles of the interstate heading towards Memphis moving at a snail’s pace. Looking out the ... [+]

Short Fiction

Peaceful Summer Days

Courtney

Close your eyes. Listen. Listen to the waves, occasionally coming up to splash your feet as the ocean sings it’s a lullaby. And, listen to the serene swaying of the trees. Listen to the whispers of ... [+]

Short Fiction

Arcade

DominicInOhio

I fell in love with a girl in the arcade. A thin girl with her blond hair in a bob under a black hat, in a black dress and black boots, unlike the pretty girls in designer jean shorts and hightop ... [+]

Short Fiction

5 Minutes

Casey_M

I wake up at 8:30 on a Sunday morning, the smell of waffles fill the house. I walk downstairs, my mom by the stove. The table is made all nice and my favorite breakfast is being made. My mom is ... [+]

Short Fiction

Moon Vandals

J.R. Solano

A Message For The Future
July 4th, 2030
The Earth has officially run out of hope.
Where do you go?
What do you do?
Who will you be?

Earth, 2035
After years of fighting ... [+]

Short Fiction

On With The Show This Is It

Bill G

You know you’re a child of the 50s and 60s when you wake up on the morning of open heart surgery and all you can think of is the Bugs Bunny Show theme song. Couldn’t remember it all and had to ... [+]

Short Fiction

More than Meets the Eye

CarolSmith

“Under the blood-red Moon, it towers over us. Without a voice, it makes itself understood. The front door, to the denizens of the unknown, creaks open...”
“Really, Phil?” David was ... [+]