Thad Rutkowski/Hard Biking

HARD BIKING   by Thaddeus Rutkowski It’s raining, and I’m on foot, heading for my parked bicycle, when I see a bike go by with two umbrellas attached to it. One umbrella is over the main rider, and the other is over the back wheel, as if to protect a small...

Tom Bradley/Fiction

a A Paschal Pimp Elementary spirits are like children: they torment chiefly those who trouble about them… it is these who frequently occasion our bizarre or disturbing dreams… but they can manifest no thought other than our own… They reproduce good...
Linda C. Wisniewski/Fiction

Linda C. Wisniewski/Fiction

Jez Timms, Unsplash *** THE LADY OF THE LAMP   by Linda C. Wisniewski Helen stood squarely before the garish old lamp in her living room. “You’re Ed’s, not mine. Never mine. And after today, I will never have to look at you again.” She carried her morning coffee...
Donna Vitucci/An excerpt from “Salt of Patriots”

Donna Vitucci/An excerpt from “Salt of Patriots”

Talk by matusf *** The Talk SEPTEMBER 1955 In a town as small as Fernald, rumors blew like milkweed blasted from a broken pod. Customers whispered while waiting in Carson’s checkout line. Employees snaking through the entrance and exit stiles of the atomic plant...
Julieanna Blackwell/Fiction

Julieanna Blackwell/Fiction

Mike Wilson \ Unsplash *** Her Turn By Julieanna Blackwell   She hated him. She recognized it as hate and the simplicity of it surprised her. She wondered if he would recognize her, and the hatred, too. Did he know the simplicity of hatred? Waiting for her turn,...