Bluff

By Adele O’Grady Botticelli It was a matter of gravity. Once the bluff eroded, the grey shingled summer house, crowned with climbing New Dawn roses, would fall into the Atlantic Ocean. There was no question about it. The next nor’easter, the next winter winds pummeling the sandy shores of the little island, could tumble theContinue reading “Bluff”

Family From Boise

2021 Short Story Writing Contest 1st Place Runner-Up By Elizabeth Glass I was at the kitchen table having cereal when my mom burst in, walking faster than she had in years, not using her walker or wearing her oxygen. She fell into the empty chair, wheezing, a thickness audible in her throat. I was determinedContinue reading “Family From Boise”