Teddy Angages inspired by Lord Huron’s “Dead Man’s Hand” The empty, straight road was the only thing splitting the infinite expanse of trees at either side of me. I drove endlessly and aimlessly under the pale moon that shone bright enough to light the dead of night.  Far in the distance, my headlights caught something …

William Jewell The curtain suddenly shakes to life, flailing about for a moment like a child having a temper tantrum. It cannot remove itself from the iron bar it was a part of, and thus resigns itself to eternally sitting there. Gradually, it shifts along the bar, becoming more familiar with this object confining it …

Beck Babcock The graves were hidden by overgrown swallow-wort and Japanese honeysuckle, themoss-topped stones strangled, suffocated by the inevitable passage of time. The plants thatcovered them grew and died, and came back again and flourished. He watched it all: saw howthey grew and the offspring that sprouted from them, the way they slowly took over …

By Cierra Justiniano FADE IN: 1 INT. CAMILLA’S LIVING ROOM – DAY CAMILLA, a 42 year old woman walks into her house wearing scrubs after a busy day of work. She throws her bag on the ground and plops onto the couch. She SIGHS as her back leans against the cushion. Suddenly her phone begins …

By Conor Burrell “Hey Dad! Dad!”          I snap back to reality as I stood on my patio, facing the street. I nearly knocked over my fresh cup of coffee as I turned to face my daughter, Luna.          “Look how I decorated my bag!” Luna exclaimed.          Her backpack was painted in a beautiful …

By Conor Burrell Leaves crunch as I walk into Tommy’s back yard. I see him maybe twenty feet away sitting by the fire. Alone, tuning his old guitar, with a beer next to his chair.  “Hey, man, how have you been?” I ask as I sit into the chair on the other side of the …

By Lee Moore FADE IN: INT. LIVING ROOM – SUNRISE WOMAN, MID-40’s, is laying in bed unable to sleep all night, and it shows on her face. OVERHEAD CLOSEUP SHOWING WOMAN’S HEAD AND BLANKET-COVERED SHOULDERS ON A PILLOW. INTERCUT WITH SEVERAL 1-2 SECOND SHOTS OF CLOCK WITH THE HOURS PASSING BY: “12:00,” “2:00,” “4:00,” “6:02”…. Just when she appears …

By Connor McDonough “The police will be here in ten minutes,” she said, putting the phone down on the receiver.  Benjamin Whittaker looked his friend over. She wore gray sweatpants with a matching ratty sweatshirt, had dark bags beneath her eyes that stood out against her porcelain skin, and hair was long enough to be …

By Robert Mendonsa a novella (excerpt) 1 Prowers County, Colorado. 1934.  Elsie watched as the figure ambled through a field of uprooted sod and cornhusks that fanned out from behind the family’s ragged barn. She was seated on a small spindle-legged chair by her bedroom window. Behind her, she felt the walls of her bedroom …

By Bllu Catalano Aster heard a far off wail. Something was hurt, and his steps homed towards the sound about one kilometer ahead. He started to jog through the mossy rocks. The cry came again, still far off. He could tell now that it was avian.  Closer, the call sounded juvenile. He guessed it was …

By Annie Lamarche -August-  —Borzoi  The Woman came home early today. Her eyes were dotted with tears. Door closing behind her, she threw her purse into the corner. I instinctively made my way to my set of bowls beside my oval bed. She lifted the bag of pellets and came to my side. The pellets …

By Teddy Anganes Dust kicked up from the ground as large boots trudged down a long dirt road. Cold wind blew through the hazy air and pushed against a heavy green jacket.  Milas checked his watch—twenty minutes left. He looked up from his wrist and saw the low sitting sun, its beautiful rays shining bright …

By Conor Burrell Beep….Beep….Beep….Beep….Beep! Chloe’s alarm clock howled over and over again. She finally mustered the strength to hit the snooze button. Even a task as small as that was enough to drain the entire life force of her battered world.   As Chloe’s eyes opened, a cluttered and dark apartment materialized around her. The place …

by Jack Richardson “My name plate medallion says never trust a Hal 9000” —Beastie Boys BLACK SCREEN NARRATOR In the future A.I. now works with humans and everything runs smoothly, but it wasn’t like that at first. INT. OFFICE BUILDING – DAYJOHN is sitting at his desk in his office. SAMANTHA from Human Resources walks …

By Paul Melkonian So me and Jimmy drove down to Atlantic City to get away from it all, as Jimmy put it. He was trying to be nice. What he meant was get me away from Jolene, or anything that reminded me of her, which in this one-horse town is pretty much everything. She’d dumped …

Jared Waugh The rain came down cold, hard, and fast, hitting the once-grey pavement and turning it into an inky black. The street was almost deserted, save for Liam, Cypher, and the occasional curbside-parked car breaking up the empty expanse of the street. The only light sources were the streetlamps lined up across the right …

By Raymond Anganes There was some blue in the sky, just far enough away to give Juliana hope. While the storm battered against her shelter of pine branches and ferns glued with clay, sun shone in the distance and light came down in rays through the storm clouds. Her stomach had long since given up …

By J.M. Grenier Vern sat on the couch  “Vern, get dressed. We’re going to be late,” Vera said. “I am dressed,” he said Vera sighed. She did this when she was exasperated, mainly at her husband, which was often. “You can’t go to your father’s funeral in shorts.” “Why not?” “What do you mean, why …

By Anthony N.N.E. Carvahlo Arthur Brewer, our foreman, knew that we were all freaks. I was with his band for only three months and I fell in love with both the money and the craft. What the craft was I still don’t know for sure… I don’t even think the people who paid money to …

By J.M. Grenier Dementia is a hard thing.  “Where are you?” she said.  This hurt, because she was looking right at me. “I’m here,” I said. “ I’m right here.” “No,” she said. “Really, where are you?” “Right here. The same place we’ve been every day for the last three weeks.” She looked at me …

By Elizabeth Lux “You decide which flag you want, princess?” Khali’s voice bounces in from the other room,causing Madlen to tear their eyes away from the half dozen outfits laid out on the bed. They hadplanned an outfit, and a backup outfit, for today, but it wasn’t working. Their brain felt fuzzy, like itwas full …

By Carolyn Reistad The last human born on Earth was Dr. Adam Atlas. Miranda, his wife, assured me thename was intentional. In the time not long before the birth of Dr. Atlas, the humans on Earth had collectivelydecided not to continue their species. A pandemic of profound despair, for which there was nocure, had settled …

By MJ Bujold “I can do this,” Makenzie’s words slide out on a whispery vapor as she hides her face in the  shadows of the doorway she has tucked herself into. Her shoulders vibrate against cold air as she  shoves her tightly curled fingers deeper in the pockets of her buffalo check flannel jacket. Even  …

By Raymond Anganes The floor of the wooden tower was all that separated him from the creature whose claws dragged in the dirt with each limping step it took. Its jaws clacked together again and again, and the broken chains around its neck jingled when it turned to look up at the guardsman. He understood …

by Vivian Wakefield Alone here, below the overhang, incessant droppings from icicles barely miss me, falling against my black slip-ons instead. I like to take my cig breaks out here, even when it’s this bitter out. As I exhale, the mix of smoke and cold air makes my breaths appear comical. Head buzzing, I lean …

By J. M Grenier The neighbors have gotten really strange since the Pandemic started. Not that they weren’t already, but lockdown seems to have everyone on edge. Take Rodney, for example. Retired firefighter. Sits on the common-area patio drinking most of the time, in all kinds of weather. He’ll throw you a friendly hello every …

by Rebecca Waukau             The notebook was tattered, the binding bent and cracked like a well-traveled road. There was no name on the front, just a marbling of black, white, and what looked like old stains of blood.             I knew I should have run after the woman who just got off the bus. The …

By Gina Guerra I live in a society that depends on fire, and yet it terrifies me. It’s in our car’s combustion engines, it’s in our gas stoves, it’s the main attraction at our homecoming bonfire. Fire is invaluable in legends across the world—Prometheus stole it from Olympus, Maui from the Mudhens – hell, even …

By M J Bujold     Glenn shifted the weight of a Nattie Light 12 pack from his right arm to his left.  He was tired as an old horse and dirty as a mud pit pig. He looked down at his work boots caked with soil from the work site, dried mud dusted the …

by Erika “Joy” Jepsen My head spun as I pulled the heavy curtains shut.   I can’t keep doing this to myself, not if I want to survive.   I pressed my hands hard against my midsection, trying to push away the hunger pains.  I must have lost a lot of weight; it’s been almost a week …

by MJ Bujold I stood back and scanned the beach left and right. There were lots of cute girls there on that hot July morning, in 1967, but I didn’t want to be there. My cousin Dickie was turning 16 and the family was holding a beach party. My 16th was next month and I only agreed …

By Jared Perrone Gardon BloodSkinned Valiameth-Draga, the first-born son of the latest generation of the Valiameth-Draga family. On top of the highest peak of the Spine of the World Mountains, he was born on what would be the coldest night in three centuries, the very fact he survived such a harsh birth was considered an …

by Mackenzie Cartier You look around the desolate tube station. No one, as usual. You scan the emptiness trying to find someone to talk to as the cold seeps into your bones causing you to shiver. Loneliness invades your mind, reminding you how, silenced, you are forced to hide behind a polite smile while your …

by Gina Guerra I am the ideal woman.     “What a delight to teach!”     “You can just tell she’ll grow up to be a beauty!”     “Such a sweet, reserved young lady.”     “So good at cooking already? You’ll make someone a happy husband someday.”     A delight to teach because I do as …

By Hannah Deneve Sitting towards the back of the deserted lot, I can see its dull silver glean: a 2004 Honda Accord with cracked leather seats, a dent and scrape along the left side–caused by a minor accident back in 2018–and a broken cassette and CD player. It’s not pretty, but it gets the job …

by Raymond Anganes Once upon a time in the dead of a warm night in July, four boys sat around a campfire in a graveyard at the edge of town. The breeze threw patterns into the tongues of fire, and the shadows of the night danced across the skinniest boy’s face. He was the haunted …

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by Robert M. Mendonsa ‘The leaves’, she said. ‘The leaves are changing.’ Dylan woke to the droning hum of a vacuum cleaner. It resounded from the other side of his bedroom door, originating from the living room of his campus apartment. He crunched a pillow over his ears, tempted to throw the pillow into the …

MJ Bujold It was early July,1967. I was turning thirteen in eight days. I was getting my ears pierced for my birthday. My mom said I would be almost a woman and I would be expected to behave like a lady from then on. No more climbing trees or exploring expeditions in the woods behind …

Carcarus By Samantha Lynch        Victoria Ave was like a siren song in the afternoon light. She pulled down the street and could not be more thankful. After forty five minutes of traffic Josie was fed up. It had been bumper to bumper from Prexiam Knowledge Publishing to Bartimus Elementary School. On any other day, …

Affirmations By Mark Andrews   Characters Penny: Loud, Excited, Emotional & Lively Songbird, Awkward. Kenny: Aged, Hardened Carpenter, Knowing. Setting: The first constructed scene is of a school performing arts classroom. Simple, and open. Act I, Scene 1 (Carpenter on stage frames a small wall. He drives the last nail and prepares to stand it …

There Was Once a Man Who Was Also a Bear By Kate McCadden        The frozen wind cut through the trees, carrying with it the echoed howls of wolves in the distant darkness, the night that the boy was born.      Usually, the boy was just a normal boy. He would laugh and play in the …

The Serpent’s Kiss By Angelina Pino        Taylor jumped back when it was only Caleb to open the door for her. Her fist nearly clonked into his head. Lea had said she might end her shift early tonight and go home right after. Sorry to cut the sleepover short, she had said, but Taylor understood. …

Into The Future By Samantha Pirog        “You volunteered to do what?” Mom’s shrill voice filled the kitchen, piercing my ears. Wincing, I took a deep breath. My eyes quickly scanned the faces surrounding me at the table to see how the rest were taking the news.      On my right, Dad’s eyes bulged. His mouth …

Sure Title By Edwin Chamba   Characters John Smith: a high school teacher who works a second job in the summer as a manager. Tim Ives: a high school student who likes math and reading. Applicant 9: one of the ten applicants who are being interviewed today. Citizen 227377: License Number: S28452164, Status: Dependent Worker …

The Peculiar Case of Jib Tompkins By Boyd Mason               Jib Tompkins was not a nice man. This was the consensus of nearly the entire village of Wintershed, Vermont. Though no one really knew why. He was shunned by all. When the scruffy old hermit came down from the hills to do his monthly …

A Year to You By Dana Shahar               Your January is the pair of pilling wool mittens into which you tuck your pink-tipped fingers. It is the New Year’s fireworks show you missed because you were stuck in traffic at the stroke of midnight. It is the frostbitten branches glazing telephone wires, the naked …

Due Process By Lubica Kotevski   August 27th, 1998             It was blazing. Scorching, really.             “What is it this time?” asked a short, slightly overweight woman from the crowd. She wasn’t genuinely directing her question at anyone but rather just adding chatter to the already heavy crowd.  The blockade of blue-lighted police cars lit …

By: Claire Destroismaison I watched her pull out an American Spirit from her blue Versace purse. She looked exceptionally well today. Long, flowy, purple skirt, black ballet flats, with red and purple bangles dangling from her perfect wrists. Her red manicure still looked fresh from the week before. Every morning same time, 9:05 a.m., she’d …

By Jada Diaz It was bright spring day at John Buroughs High School. All was normal. The Cliques were all in perfect harmony. The Seven Quarter War between the Drama Club and the Cheerleaders had finally come to a truce, and no one had to worry about taking sides or alliances. Until The Announcement was …

By Michael A Roccia III I hate hospitals, they are so cold.  Not the temperature, I could care less about that, it’s the feeling.  White walls, white floors and even white counters that the nurses hide behind.  I stand outside my little girl’s room with only my umbrella, a stuffed rabbit and a lily in …

By Rose Titus   I know it’s strange to just say it like this, but Joe was evil.  I don’t mean that he was messed up, or disturbed, or anything like that.  He was evil.  Really.  Joe was evil.  It’s true.  I know what evil looks like.  Let me tell you this.  Evil is good …

By Michael A Roccia III   I stand in my brother’s room watching him sleep. I call him my baby brother, but he really isn’t an infant anymore. He is thirteen now, his birthday was actually just a few days ago. It’s hard to believe how fast he is growing up, not that I am …

By Tricia Nindel   My sister Julie floored the gas as I slid Frampton Comes Alive into opening of the eight track player. The speakers in her Mustang flooded the car with the mellow music, perfect for the sultry afternoon. As we drove down the expressway headed toward Nantasket Beach to see her boyfriend’s band, …

  BEWARE “CLOWN”: based on actual events   By Dan Graffeo   I didn’t come home from war to deal with this. Tawny and I had an argument. She wanted us to take Ryan to the circus and I forbid it. She got tickets while I was overseas and assumed I wouldn’t think anything of …