Short Stories

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 – He Landed Mad (By Carol Park)

He Landed Mad He lands with embers smoldering within and feels as senseless as the crazy cow plunging herself into barbed wire again and again at his cattle ranch. He walks the gangway behind the wisp of a woman. During ...

Short Story – Mimosa (By Adel Aaron)

Mimosa 1 “You’re ten minutes late. Why?” Frank’s question took her by surprise. If only Claire could tell him she hadn’t wanted to be late. That some things were simply beyond her control. So many things were beyond her control ...

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 ...
Fuzzy (Carol Bales)

Short Story – Finding a Refugee a Home (By Donal Mahoney)

Finding a Refugee a Home   Fuzzy wasn’t my cat although I fed him every morning at four o'clock for 10 years.   He was my wife’s cat, loved to sit on her lap, be petted, jump down and rub his head against her feet.   He was ...

Short Story – The Plane Home (By Douglas Robbins)

The Plane Home          By Douglas Robbins I’m on my way this time. I’m tired of being lonely, a nobody, living in the shadows of my life. I’ve been on my way before and always got stuck. I’m heading home ...

Short Fiction – sKiN (By Melissa R. Mendelson)

sKiN by, Melissa R. Mendelson Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Are you cold? Are you warm? Are you awake? Are you aware? These questions ran on a loop. It seemed like with every hour, they greeted me as an ...

Short Fiction – Please Stay And Guard Me (By Melissa R. Mendelson)

Please, Stay and Guard Me by, Melissa R. Mendelson The room was a soft white.  Lit candles decorated the furniture.  Their flames bowed and swayed.  Their warmth struggled to chase the coldness away.  They failed.  Still, they fought. I pulled ...

Short Fiction – The Camp (By Melissa R. Mendelson)

The Camp By, Melissa R. Mendelson White snow clung to metal, begging for escape.  Its watery fingers traced the barb wire.  Cold tears fell, circling and plummeting to the ground, eaten by oblivion.  A glimpse of sunlight tried to catch ...
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