(5 minute read) by Steve Carr (U.S.A) Sunlight sparkled on the glass jar that lay on its side in white sand. Inside it, Itsy opened her bright blue eyes, yawned, and stretched. The jar was long enough for her to comfortably touch the air holes poked into the tin lid with her outstretched fingers and …
(12 minute read) by Christina Hoag (U.S.A) Rosa bit her lower lip and slid open the top drawer of the dresser. She didn’t know why she was trying to be quiet. Mrs. Ellen and her yapping Maltese were out, but the moment seemed to demand silence. Rosa reached into the pile of underwear and plucked …
(7 minute read) by William Falo (New Jersey) Ember hunted mice around the crooked tombstones as I watched from the pine trees, unable to let her go wild. I violated every rule of a wildlife rehabilitator, but I couldn’t let her go. I took care of her from a kit when a carnie found her running from a barn fire, and he named her Ember. I feared for her, since I saw a mounted fox at the local bar. Its empty …
(2 minute read) by D.C. Houston (Canada) They knew better than to cut down the last standing rainforest on earth. They were warned that the consequences would be cataclysmic. But greed knows only one currency. The world sat silent and still, as the creatures emerged from their slumber. In ancient mythology, honeybees were born from …
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(1 minute read) by Terry Mahoney (U.K) It's been a long time since I tried to learn French. Today, I'm trying harder as she gets into her stride. She's enthusiastic, speaks with her body; drives her message home, pacing the floor; smiles, grimaces, gesticulates and frowns. My problem is the cleavage. Not unattractive but too …
(2 minute read) by Roland Gray (U.K) Annabel peered out across the open plan office. Dark holes left by the emergency lighting were ideal for sheltering monsters. “I don't believe in monsters,” she quavered loudly enough to believe her words. She was a child again, in the loo at the top of the stairs. Her …
(4 minute read) by Ajala David (Ukraine) I was born at the bottom of the pit with many others like me. A massive writhing pit that churned us out in our millions. Some don’t make it more than a few seconds before they dissolve into dust and ashes. Some make it a few minutes. They …
(2 minute read) by Tim Goldstone (Wales) I had been assured that traveller’s stories of dangerous packs of wild dogs roaming the old part of the port were nonsense. Just one more of the tall tales passed from backpacker to backpacker in that part of the world. But it had nonetheless dissuaded me from venturing …
(1 minute read) by B.G. Smith (U.S.A) The encounter was an inconspicuous manifestation concealed amongst the sacraments at Sunday Mass. Sister Elizabeth stopped to adjust the tab collar dislodged from his cassock. Chestnut eyes locked with hers. Her hand brushed his chin, and a familiar warm flash originated in her pelvis and coursed through her …
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