Short Fiction

Even Niagara Falls Ran Dry

Sam Price

I imagined diving under all that churning water to look for coins from faraway countries. My feet would be glued to the ground carrying the weight of one of those old-timey, metal spaceman-looking... [+]

Short Fiction

Something to Save

Catherine Averill

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 an... [+]

Short Fiction

Scope

Nathan Alling Long

"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 of... [+]

Short Fiction

Fred Is (Not) an Arsonist

Nathan Alling Long

Fred is an arsonist—and, Fred is not an arsonist. Let me explain: Fred has thought of fire, its power and grace, for a long time. Perhaps since he was a child. He often watched fires, mesmerized... [+]

Short Fiction

Absolution

Jeremy Glazer

It was real cold that night, not just Miami cold, and it was late. I'd had to wait until the girls were asleep to go out into the pre-Christmas lunacy of the mall because my wife and I were keeping... [+]

Short Fiction

The Corner Bar Read-In

Louise Bierig

At The Corner Bar read-in, a man wearing large work boots and with dark hair flopping over his forehead sits on a love seat, reading. A woman wearing a golden sweater hovers over him.
“Excuse... [+]

Short Fiction

The Ding

Betty Layberger

You know how people say “you can’t choose your relatives, but you can choose your friends?”
Well that may be true, but let me add that you can’t always choose your husband’s business... [+]

Short Fiction

She Squared

Kathy Anderson

She sleeps like a dead weight now beside me, lowered into the night, the ropes of the day swaying around her. We know nothing about each other really. She does not know how often my ex-lover visits me... [+]