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…

Welcome – by DON TASSONE

Welcome     The snow whipped at his eyes, nearly blinding him.  Frostbitten and exhausted, he could go no farther.   He’d been walking for two days.  That’s when the blizzard hit and he got separated and lost.   Now, in the distance, he saw a light.  Summoning all his remaining strength, he headed toward…

Mrs. Underwood – by DANIEL C. ROCHE

  MRS. UNDERWOOD By Daniel C. Roche       Mrs. Underwood lifts a cup of coffee toward her lips.  Black.  No cream or sugar allowed.  A woman of her advanced age can no longer afford such luxuries.  Doctors’ orders.  Her frail hands tremble as she blows the steam away from her perspiring lips.  She…

PLEASE STAND CLEAR – by Brianna Fenty

PLEASE STAND CLEAR     I have mastered the art of being alone without succumbing to loneliness. Anyone on the outside looking in through the tinted train windows might think such a statement a blatant manifestation of a woman deep in denial, drowning beneath roaring waves of solitude. But that simply is not the case….

Still in Your Fingertip – by ROB PARRISH

Still in Your Fingertip We are in bed and you start a message on my back. You move your right index finger at a controlled pace. First a T, then H. Next an I. A slow-curling S follows. Your finger drags off my back. I say the word into the bedding. You tap my back…

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…