Remains – by Amanda McLeod

Remains The first time I woke up after, I headed out to the well like I did every morning. I was surprised to find the well full of stars. You couldn’t drink stars when I went to sleep. The stars were in the sky then. But the world is different now. Now, the sky is…

Sand – by STEVE CARR

SAND by Steve Carr   A storm is coming. Like a gray veil being lowered in front of the horizon, the dark clouds and falling rain have spread across the ocean and are moving toward shore. Flashes of lightning intermittently make the sky above the storm glow a brilliant white. The water has turned from…

Smolder – by DENNIS FRIEND

Smolder By Dennis Friend       “What was your girlfriend’s name?” Konni had been reading the newspaper when she glanced up slowly and stared at me. I could not read the look on her face. What an odd question, I thought. Konni knew her name. In the 40-plus years we’ve been married, Konni has…

One Secret Thing – by DONNA DALLAS

  One Secret Thing   Live in this they said as they placed me neatly onto the pink rose-budded bedspread in the room with white and more white so I would be well and release festering thoughts that wake me in the night sweating thick to the point of oil shaking to some madness of…

I Want a Wife – by CONNIE BEDGOOD

I Want A Wife By Connie Bedgood   Men want wives. As I mow my back yard, I, too, would like to have a wife.  Why do I want a wife?  She can help do the yard work.  In fact, while I go to the gym, she can put out the trash a couple of…

The Inexorable Lion – by CLARK ZLOTCHEW

The Inexorable Lion Clark Zlotchew   We’d  descend the steep incline At the end of Westerly Drive, Abandoning civilization, For the savage realm below.   We’d labor through trees and brush, My three sons, Eyes wide with anticipation, And I, Tribal patriarch, chief of hunters, Filled with manly vigor.   We’d ford the nameless brook…

Transparency – Kelly Fitzharris (Coody)

So, want to know how it feels to go through a divorce?   It’s absolute hell. You feel like you’re insane; ergo, in an attempt to quell some of your loneliness and pain, you talk to other men (friends or acquaintances, whatever) and become inexplicably clingy with them, to which they instantly recoil in response….

Wild Dreams – by DON TASSONE

Wild Dreams   His alarm went off precisely at six.  So did his coffee maker and TV. CNN was playing on the flatscreen in his kitchen.  He scanned email and FaceBook as he sipped his coffee and chewed on a breakfast bar.  He had two more friend requests overnight.  He accepted them both. He grabbed…

Let’s Talk about Unhinged… – MARISELA I. MITCHLEY

I suppose that propriety demands certain things be left unsaid, and though it doesn’t come naturally, I try my best to bite my tongue. I’ve had to dislodge my foot from my own mouth more times than I can remember, but I think that as I get older, I am learning how to more deliberately…