Call Me Pretty

By Mary Maeve McGeorge TW: The following piece contains stalking and assault imagery that may be triggering. I shouldn’t have been walking alone.  It was my first night, and the promise of endless possibilities shone brightly on the tiny foreign town. Snow fell between the hazy glimmer of the twinkling lampposts, a stark difference betweenContinue reading “Call Me Pretty”

The Almanac

By Kaitlynn McShea Grandma Frenchy set the teakettle on her small stove. Everything about the apartment was small: the ceiling, the hallway, the rooms, the counters. It was small because it was subsidized, and it was subsidized because Grandma Frenchy was dying. Not the quick, painless death her son had acquiesced to, a heart attackContinue reading “The Almanac”

Fly High

2021 Short Story Writing Contest Grand Prize Winner By Sara E. Belanger “He needs a heart transplant.” Those were the only words Josephine heard. Tears stung her eyes as she peered through glass windows at her son, Simon. His chocolate hair grew uneven and choppy as a stark reminder that she had tried to cutContinue reading “Fly High”

The Truth about Resurrection Mary

An urban legend retelling inspired by “Resurrection Mary.“ CHICAGO— It was a rainy night when Matthew Fisher, 32, saw a woman walking alone on the side of the road. “It was like three in the morning,” Fisher stated. He is a quiet, unassuming man with a military style haircut, dressed simply in jeans and aContinue reading “The Truth about Resurrection Mary”

Zephyr

By Billie Daddario Zephyr winds cause pines and aspen to dance Bright hot sun lay languid shadows on rocks A woodpecker and an owl fracture errant solitude Reptile sunning myself against warm smooth granite A million years of ephemeral contractions  Decay becomes fodder becomes decay Exhale creation  Excellence, perfection, flawless  Summer Learn more about BillieContinue reading “Zephyr”

What are You Doing New Year’s Eve?

I’m sitting in my living room alone on New Year’s Eve, glaring at the fake fireplace on my TV screen. This isn’t at all how I planned to spend tonight, and I blame Jim Halpert.  There’s this episode in The Office where Jim Halpert finally gets the balls to tell Pam Beasley how he feelsContinue reading “What are You Doing New Year’s Eve?”

Last Christmas

December 24, 2015 Her eyes tried to focus through a veil of tears, but the diamond beyond remained a glistening blur. The salted droplets continued to form, poised to roll joyously down her pink tinged cheeks. Tears teetered on the edge of an already smudging mascaraed lash. She lifted her eyes upward. The seasonally litContinue reading “Last Christmas”