A Guide to Winter Driving – Part Two
Short Fiction Having gotten the feeling back into his hands, Tony decided to risk a trip outside just to get another look. The flurries of frightened snow continuously fled across his field of...
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Short Fiction Having gotten the feeling back into his hands, Tony decided to risk a trip outside just to get another look. The flurries of frightened snow continuously fled across his field of...
Haibun Poetry We had plans for my birthday worked out when the French door opens. Five minutes later Mom and Dad sit at our kitchen table. As often happens living in a mother-daughter...
Short Story After leaving the parrot thinking about thinking on the beach, the Horse resumed his melancholic chewing of dry grass. The days stringed along like beats round and shiny but with penetrating holes...
Serial Fiction ‘‘I see you are skeptic about what’s in front of you. You have the right to be. Allow me to explain! These are the three African mammals that I have been studying...
Poem Sweet taste of temptation Silent sound of your fear The beat of your heart And the taste of your tears Your whispers like dreams Still echo inside me Your hands, my sweet lover...
Haibun Poetry Mom comes upstairs crying. Her tears run down her cheeks, her hands tremble as she collapses into a chair at our kitchen table. “Joey’s dead. He died in a motorcycle accident.”...
Serial Fiction ‘I was beginning to think that my host must be aware of my presence by now when the breathing of a second set of lungs became evident to me. Naturally, I turned...
Short Story The Parrot watched the seagull for a while, ate a little more of the sticky green grass and started moving along the roof peaking down from the sides. It was searching for...
Short Fiction Tony had never understood the appeal that so many others found in North Dakota. He wasn’t an idiot – he could see the cop-out metaphors about the wide-open spaces representing freedom,...
Haibun Poem Thick reams of paper everywhere. The folders on my desk organizer bulge out with them. I can’t see the top of my desk. Jaime has no room for her piles. Even...