Do you still remember my old Acer? It was the first computer I bought with my own money after leaving my hometown.When it broke beyond repair a few years ago, I had to store it in our attic.I’d forgotten it was there until this year's spring, when I ran a recovery tool on the old drive. … Continue reading July Hybrid Contest: Silver Winner: “Acer” by Khoi Pham
July Hybrid Contest: Bronze Winner: “tres destellos en la oscurida” by L. Simplón
just north of the Pillar of Yunus, the three hundred and thirty-third year before the Incarnation, as related by the raven Pytho, to Apollo I. Orgulous is the voice of Wind, unheard by the air of Apellaiios, invulnerable to His voiced blows, as is the air everywhere. Rarefied by blood, inured to the barren cold … Continue reading July Hybrid Contest: Bronze Winner: “tres destellos en la oscurida” by L. Simplón
Alive
By Viviane Simōes You look at yourself in the mirror and you don’t recognize the face you see. You are happy. “Hey, it’s been a while”, you think. And you look at the summer reddish dress on the bed; the dress you chose last night to wear today. You take a breath, it’s an excitement … Continue reading Alive
The Bell Rings
By Danielle Nagy Monday, the bell rings, and she pulls up her navy blue knee-high socks to make sure they hit perfectly below her plaid jumper, just what the teacher wants. Morning prayers go on over the loudspeaker. They stand. They pray. They sit back down. They listen, and they learn how to be good … Continue reading The Bell Rings
Little Red Bird
By Abigail Hyacinthe Woelk Cold cold cold. All I feel is cold. The warmth I knew is gone. All I am is cold. *** Her mother was of the Snowing Wood. Her mother’s eyes were cold and her fingers were icy, but she loved like anyone else. She had a snowy husband and her eldest … Continue reading Little Red Bird
A Staging of the World
By Kaleb M Dufel PROLOGUE Even so in those older days, there was naught but the Script. The Script brought forth Life and the World1. The Script is the firmament upon which the Stage rests. All that is here is here because of the Script and nothing would be here without it. In the Script … Continue reading A Staging of the World
The Stranger in My Home
By Kelly Flanagan A low angry voice rumbled from the living room as Eve stooped to move clothes from the washer to the dryer. “You’re a naughty, nasty little boy.” She dropped the wet clothes on the floor before rushing out of the laundry room and through the kitchen. Eve’s mom had her bony hands … Continue reading The Stranger in My Home
Sunset at the Red Arrow Grille
By Joseph Carrabis Angie watched the old couple take booth 7. They sat on either side of the table, reached across and held hands. She sized them up quickly and smiled: dressed for Fall weather in old, well-worn, but clean clothes. Probably limited income, just got their checks. This is their big time out this … Continue reading Sunset at the Red Arrow Grille
The Bandit
By Fred Klein A rider came through the nightly mist up the deer path to the hillside campsite. An armed guard challenged the rider. “Stop, who are you?” “I am Miquel from Anaheim. I seek the great bandit, Pedro Ortez,” said Miquel. The guard replied, “Why do you seek him?” “I have a message from … Continue reading The Bandit
Silence Is Golden
By Steven Bays George was on his way home after a night out with his friends. It was late and since it was a weeknight, he would pay for it in the morning. His alarm would go off on time regardless of when he went to bed. George, in his early twenties, still lived with … Continue reading Silence Is Golden
Academy of the Heart And Mind 