Short Stories
Short Fiction – The Ticking (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
The Ticking by, Melissa R. Mendelson White walls dressed in color splayed across the room. Large, glass windows drifted beneath soft, silky white curtains. The furniture was all decked out in black leather, all except for the chestnut wood desk ...
Short Story – On the High Dive of Life (By Lynn Long)
I have many fond memories of my childhood summers spent at the local swimming pool. To me, the pool was a magical place where I would spend countless hours in play, splashing the day away with my friends. I can still ...
Short Story – The Better to See You With (By Midu Hadi)
The Better to See You With By Midu Hadi Chapter 1 The ophthalmologist plucked the nictitating membrane off the petri dish with a pair of forceps. Syd moved it around a bit until she found the right place for it ...
Short Story (By Rachel Tucker)
I sat on the park bench watching my niece as she guarded her 4 year old son who clambered like a monkey over the jungle gym. Happy shouts and laughter filled the air and I found myself transported back to ...
Short Fiction – American Innocence, Our Children Now and Then (By Donal Mahoney)
American Innocence, Our Children Now and Then By Donal Mahoney As we know, sometimes we can see the big picture by peeking through a keyhole. And in America today perhaps we can see better the state of innocence among young ...
Short Story – Life’s Riverbed (By Haidji)
Life’s Riverbed Square Table. 2 persons, 4 places. One for the handbags; one empty place. The plate was in front of Sophie. Marianne was sitting in front of her, speaking so much that Sophie could not hear it anymore: “Why ...
Short Fiction – By The Yellow Light (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
By The Yellow Light by, Melissa R. Mendelson I was nine when my parents got divorced. I could hear them arguing downstairs as I clutched Teddy in my arms. I always felt safe in this house. I didn’t want to ...
Short Story – Older Days (By Nathan Young)
Older Days I do not like this, and I miss the older days. Back then was good. I remember so much from back then. I had gone to London (I forget now why but I do remember the important things ...
Short Fiction – The Candle Lights (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
The Candle Lights by, Melissa R. Mendelson A soft glow slipped across the darkness. It chased the shadows away. All the unwanted emotions like doubt and fear became silenced. Peace was no longer a dream, and the body would know ...
Short Story – MORNING RUN (By Norbert Kovacs)
MORNING RUN by Norbert Kovacs (Originally published in FIVE:2:ONE's #thesideshow, May 12, 2018. The author has revised the text.) For three weeks, Phil's veins ran with anticipation. He woke with a tingling in his arms and a warmth suffusing his ...
