By Jessica Ricks Jacob, Chrissy, and Marcus made their way to the end of the long, winding street. It was getting late. Houses were starting to turn off their lights indicating that they were done giving out candy. The streets that were busy with kids, and some teenagers, going from door to door in their … Continue reading Academy Classics: Halloween’s End
Deadline!
By Nathan Gromotowicz Isaac sits at his desk gazing upon a typewriter. The paper resting on the paper rest is a blank, it has been thus for the last week. And his cogitations are equally as destitute of words. His deadline is in two days. The employers who hired him are strangers to Isaac. They … Continue reading Deadline!
Not So Humble Pie
By Tim Law Author's Note: Piece was originally titled "The Shadow" Looking out at the many faced crowd that had filed in to fill the available seating, Eric Flute, manager of the Redfield Library and Culture Center dabbed at his shiny forehead and tried to control his nerves. Eric always found that there was a … Continue reading Not So Humble Pie
The Dog Days of January
By Cat Sole It was the dog days of January, and she was dreaming of the beach. She lay in a pool of humidsweat on the single mattress, in the sunless room that was too small - and thought of blue skies, and sea-salt air, and blank sheets of paper.She thought of well-intentioned words of … Continue reading The Dog Days of January
Academy Classics: Halloween’s End
By Jessica Ricks Jacob, Chrissy, and Marcus made their way to the end of the long, winding street. It was getting late. Houses were starting to turn off their lights indicating that they were done giving out candy. The streets that were busy with kids, and some teenagers, going from door to door in their … Continue reading Academy Classics: Halloween’s End
Why I Write
By Alex Andy Phuong Why do people write? What is the point of worrying about events, places, and characters created through the human imagination? They are not even real! Some people major in English while in college because they are bookworms. Sometimes they could be very similar to Belle from Beauty and the Beast, and … Continue reading Why I Write
Will of a marginal writer
By Sunil Sharma When I die, erase all the memories as I do not wish to linger on in few digital pictures stored in a Smartphone moments, moods, posed smiles of no immediate or historical worth, social value or public relevance to family or friend or foes; I wish to be forgotten and obliterated … Continue reading Will of a marginal writer
Achieving Minimal Yardage
By Chad M. Horn unholy huddle spaghetti-armed Hail Mary arm cocked/ elbow locked fanciful face mask unintentional grounding T-shaped hand signal Monday Night Muse Wall bilateral time passage commercial breakage punted on first down: offsided ball bursting blitz drop-kicked to Friend Zone
The Way Our Bodies Break
By James Diaz we thought of all the gardens we had never put into the ground we thought of the daily breaking down into smaller parts till the whole thing could fit into our mouths we thought of the last time we had been happy and we cried because it had been so long we … Continue reading The Way Our Bodies Break
Adoption
By Ahmad Al-Khatat When I was a teenager I donated to a little orphan since then I made a vow that I would adopt her, and marry her Days go by and nights come I learned how to hurt myself by doing bad habits that will guide me to die below the bridge I lost … Continue reading Adoption
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