Mayhem in a Season of Honey -a sestina Scent of chamomile, and the smell of honey. Destruction hid in the coffee, over burnt already. She strolls into a sunroom filled with flowers and potted trees. But colors are abstract. Blind, intertwined with the immaculate darkness -- shades from the hell they’ve told her. … Continue reading Mayhem in a Season of Honey
The Book Without a Story
By Adia Keene For a painter, the first stroke on the canvas was always the most severe. If executed poorly, what could have been a masterpiece became just another tainted scrap of paper to be discarded once the day ended. Perhaps the author was a bit dramatic in her comparison. After all, a keyboard was … Continue reading The Book Without a Story
Hungry
By Kυкι “кooкie” Urιe Grrrrowwwlllllll. The snow fell heavily, engulfing the little military transport and its two passengers in a world of whirling white chaos. The motorcycle half-track rattled furiously as it worked to propel itself forward in the face of the unforgiving winter. A young man, goggles and thick hood obscuring his … Continue reading Hungry
“Breathe”
By Caitlyn Forte 9/7/17 No. 9/7/17 So, apparently I’m not allowed to write a single word and call it a day. They told me I have to write about how I’m feeling. Supposedly it helps to write things out on paper so you can see it. Some bullshit about how it doesn’t get stuck in … Continue reading “Breathe”
Chasing Mr. Jones
By Camille Wilson “I’m not dead.” Those three little words woke me up in the middle of the night. So clear that they made me question whether or not I was in my right mind. I sat up, confused. An array of scattered thoughts and emotions struck me and pulsated through my brain. I looked over … Continue reading Chasing Mr. Jones
Just Two People
By Hemi Gordy It all began with a soda can. I stared at it, perplexed by the unfamiliar contraption. Turning to the stranger sitting next to me at the lunch table, I asked, “Can you open this for me, please?” I still remember the charmingly vacant expression in his blue eyes when he tore his … Continue reading Just Two People
350 Seconds
By Max Worley It started with a bump. The oxygen masks tumbled out of their hidden alcove in the storage bins above the seats. The left engine sputtered and died before my eyes as I looked out the window. I leaned forward anxiously, then relaxed; I’d heard that planes are designed to be able to … Continue reading 350 Seconds
Alarm Clock
By George Ashford His alarm clock is beeping. Just like every other morning for the past few years, Alex is overcome by half second stress response learned from being rudely awakened at an ungodly hour by the same noise every day. A rush of blood through his veins, a brief moment of adrenaline before he has … Continue reading Alarm Clock
His Words
By Rebby Berard “What are you doing?” “Watching turtles.” “Isn’t that boring?” “Nah, they’re cool.” “I guess so…” “Look, those two are friends!” “Like us.” “Just like us.” “They’re probably all friends.” “Or family.” “Either way, I’m more lonely than these turtles.” “Ah yes, this is a conversation between you, Allen Jameson, and me, chopped … Continue reading His Words
Hello I Am
By Jason Kaplan The van skidded through the intersection and over a speed bump, sending Noah’s head up against the padded ceiling of the 2006 Grand Cherokee. “Are we almost there?” he asked, rubbing his head. The driver did not reply, but as they made it to the top of the hill, Noah recognized the building … Continue reading Hello I Am
Academy of the Heart And Mind 