Short Fiction

The Taboo in the Jungle

Emmalisa Horlacher

“Do you know what happens in the jungle?” the Grandfather asked.
Little Kendi shook his head as he fluffed his pillow and laid his head down.
“Too many children have gone into the jungle and not ...  [+]
Short Fiction

Balloons Above

Jen Eason

Her eyes were bright, but somewhere else. If they shone on you it was blinding, the intensity of her focus. Like she saw no one, no thing, else. But you can’t hold on to light. And just as often as it ...  [+]
Poetry
Short Fiction

The World From Above

Susan Thomas

**An Angel’s Perspective on the Pandemic**

For centuries I watched the world mourn over their loved ones. I go to the hospitals and visit bedsides. Every night, I sit with the widows and the ...  [+]
Poetry
Short Fiction
Poetry
Creative Nonfiction

A Lesson in Letting Go

Elizabeth Kenning

How do you politely throw up in the back of a taxicab? I can feel my stomach tightening, the bitter, acidic taste rising in the back of my throat. I look down at the cardboard bowl provided by the ...  [+]
Poetry
Short Fiction

The Car Rides

Sofia Navarro

Sometimes they’d let the radio sing the silence away, other times their laughter did the work, but in the car rides from town to city there was no certainty of peace.
Inside the silver vessel, a ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction

Jimmy Would Get Jeaouls

Brooke Anderson

I’m going through my collection of CD’s—A Pentatonix Christmas, Mariachi Cobre, Tim McGraw—when a small paper book bound by two orange ribbons with a water-color picture of pink and coral flowers ...  [+]
Poetry
Short Fiction

In the Distant Future

Camden Greenhalgh

Green plasma bolts filled the air; three beleaguered Imperium soldiers hid among collapsed ruins, desperate to avoid death. But the God-Emperor’s will was clear. Humanity could not to allow the Xennid ...  [+]
Short Fiction

Hair of the dog

Wendy Klein

“So I think we’re pretty satisfied with your qualifications here on our end,” Mary said.
Sarah nodded from across the desk. Outside, the sunlight of 9:30 a.m. shone across the glass table in the ...  [+]
Short Fiction

New Recruits

Cynthia Beck

Day 256, 1600 hours
Their ship gently glided towards the waiting station below. Raz shifted uncomfortably in his new uniform as he watched the shiny mass slowly approach. Today was his first day as ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction

Nana's Photograph

Madison Sheldrake

My nana’s house feels like fine china and lace.
The walls are white, the furniture floral, every decoration a refined antique. The house is delicate and apart from everything I know—like I’ve ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction

The Woman With Many Names

rach elizabeth

You’d think a woman with many names would have trouble defining herself.

Her high school friends call her Lexi. They know her as outgoing and hilarious. Really, she is the “glue” of the ...  [+]
Poetry