By Adam Ostaszewski The gentle hum of turbines lulled the passengers of the CW-48 space lift to sleep. One of them, Robert Smart, struggled with fatigue. He spent the first part of the journey to the Finesia space station studying the report prepared by the investigators. Torn from his comfortable bed at half past five, … Continue reading Reflection
Uriel Fox and The Train Derailment
By John F. Zurn In his endless wanderings through back streets, train stations, and city parks, Uriel Fox traveled incessantly, and wherever he went he stumbled upon people with difficult problems. Whether these problems appeared to be created by the individuals themselves or by some outside force of fear and intimidation, Uriel almost always found … Continue reading Uriel Fox and The Train Derailment
With Hands Tied
By Fernanda Poblete Gonzalez The door opened, and he entered quickly. He had a coffee cup and a few papers in his hand. He stood in front of me as he adjusted his crooked black tie. "Miss Martinez?" He addressed me. "Yes," I replied, with my hands wet from my anxiety. “I am Detective Patricio … Continue reading With Hands Tied
What’s in a Name?
By Joan Leotta Elena slid into the chair across the table from her friend Alda at Nettie’s Coffee Emporium. “Sorry I’m late. Overseas phone call. Did you order coffee for me?” Alda laughed. “ Of course. And a pistachio muffin too. You have the same thing every week.” She pushed one a plate over to … Continue reading What’s in a Name?
Life Mystery
By John Goodie Can you hear the trees as they grow Or see the bees make combs of honey? Can you touch the thunder of a cloud Or smell the wonder in a child’s fresh mind Can you see when death might visit Or taste the beast when he gets near? Can you smell the … Continue reading Life Mystery
When the Clock Stops
By Kat Devitt I sat staring at the hands, frozen in their rotation, their ticking not filling the room. I waited another second to see if a spring might force it to leap forward. Just once. Just to prove life still grinded through the cogs in the ormolu clock, tick, tick, ticking away. But nothing … Continue reading When the Clock Stops
Cocoon Emergent
By Victoria Crawford Milkweed branch suspended, wet wings uncurl to signal visible chant of cymbals beat with runes encrypted. Nuance baffles phonetic delivery. Delicate stretch under sun seasoning, salting vellum damp to parchment that cues message rhythms, cracks and curves, waved in wild calligraphy, blackletter skin engraved. Purposeful definition arises in wild words soaring beyond vision, … Continue reading Cocoon Emergent
“Murder Town”
By Andrew Scott This quiet little town has become the center of upheaval and confusion as of late. It was so quiet when I got here. People were so neighbourly, waving to you as a complete stranger. Now everyone has suspicious eyes as you hear the click of a door lock. It started a few … Continue reading “Murder Town”
The Rain Was Laughing Sideways
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan The Rain Was Laughing Sideways …and the stranger came to town and no one knew him and he went to every house dropping a single breadcrumb on each doorstep and then the stranger left and never returned and everyone rejoiced because they had bread.
“One Last Reprise”
By John Patrick Robbins These are the last pages I will ever write for you. My lines are far to worn my thoughts spent in false hopes now buried by my ever clear and present vices. Tears no longer remain, and the storm washed clean ever present reminder that I can never truly drink … Continue reading “One Last Reprise”
Academy of the Heart And Mind 