It is 2:31 A.M., and I am wondering where you are right now, my love. Six weeks, six very long weeks have passed, and still …
Conversation En Français by Jim Nichols
Michael’s grandfather never said a word until they passed the lot where the old train station was coming down. Then he leaned sideways and snapped, …
Embracing Vast and Improbable by Ralph Pennel
I could sense they were looking around the room at each other, wondering why I was no longer talking. Some covered smiles with their hands, …
Jalopy by Josh Woods
The first step in stealing a car is to put gas in it, and that’s because even though teenaged girls like myself have airhead reputations …
After the Gazebo by Jen Knox
She felt it in her toes that morning, dread that she would shove into ivory heels and dance on beneath heavy clouds. He felt a …
Kissing Decisions by Valerie Fioravanti
Nikki’s uncle Pete was sprawled across the hood of an old Chevy, bullshitting with another half-dozen men taking a breather from their barstools. She tugged …
How It Might Feel to Shoot Billy Wilson in the Face by Caitlin Taylor
She tried to take deep breaths and think of what her happy place might look like if she had one, but she kept getting distracted …
One Truth by Curtis Smith
She’d punched a boy on the bus. Square in the mouth, once, then again. Her father had to come to the elementary school to get …
James Royce by Corey Mesler
In the 1960s, James Royce lived in a suburban enclave tacked onto the side of Memphis, Tennessee. It was called Raleigh and it was new …