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Holler Song

By Stephen Geez

Holler Song Short Fiction By Stephen Geez   Retta danced the willy-nilly, grabbed at slick branches, then lost

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Rave On

By Beem Weeks

Ten minutes till. The clock beside my mattress flings every spent second into my lap, nudging me so much closer to whatever is

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Bodies Terrestrial

By Beem Weeks

Jimmy McNamara’s hand lingered atop that skinny shifter, eagerly awaiting the jump from second to third gear, and the growing

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Horizons

By Margaret Montrose (Aphrodite)

HORIZONS (Inspired by a vision from my little yacht-cockpit lying anchored in the river on an Autumn Evening) Oh Flight of

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1013 Baker Street

By McKenzie Swenson

1013 Baker Street By McKenzie Swenson Look away, close your eyes, run back to the graveyard.             Don’t

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A Dream

By Margaret Montrose (Aphrodite)

A Dream (From To Brave a New World) On their first meeting  - upon he saving her from having walked out of her Teaching career

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Krab Kaper

By Stephen Geez

KRAB KAPER Short Fiction By Stephen Geez   Some lettuce just leaves a bad taste. I don’t know why, but this

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The Sorceress of Mhur

By Anna Cates

The Sorceress of Mhur First Place, Fresh Ink Group Short Story Contest 2012 We are who we are. We know what we know.

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Big Jim

By Mark Allen North

Big Jim By Mark Allen North   My days in the ’50s as a sixteen-year-old working at a farm for my dad’s friend

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The Book

By Margaret Montrose (Aphrodite)

The Book What is a book? its title bright Captures the passing eye, Yet we are happy to chance Our repose in advance, Do we

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Farsooth

By Anna Cates

FARSOOTH First Place, Fresh Ink Group Short Story Contest 2012 By Anna Cates and Geoff Porter I'm not sure when he

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Sweetie Girl

By Beem Weeks

I don’t know why I even bother. It’s not like we were ever close. You failed me when Dad died. You failed me and Jeffrey. But

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