Mama Says – by Finnian Burnett
Wedge your keys between second and first finger, Mama says,
with a thumb pressed against the back of the key.
Wedge your keys between second and first finger, Mama says,
with a thumb pressed against the back of the key.
She wishes she hadn’t said they could walk alone while she dressed. They still have not reappeared.
Read More Capo D’Orlando – by Shaun BernierMoirin’s kerchiefed head bobbed up into view as she made her way up the metal stairs at the front of the car.
Read More A Bump in the Road – by Susan Duffield-LodgeEleven voice messages. The first three are garbled, vicious insults interspersed with begrudging apology and admissions of profound, earth-shattering love. Nathan’s voice cracks, wounded.
Read More Razor Blades Sheathed in Velvet – by Zelda C. ThorneYou didn’t say a word about whether she knew that I was the eye behind the viewfinder.
Read More Shadows – by Véronique BéquinThree Girls On a Stone Wall Four Siblings On a Rock – by Elizabeth Jannuzzi Photo: “Entre Nous” Credit: Willabel Cole Mitchell Description: We see the backs of three young girls. Ages maybe 6 or 7. They are sitting on a stone wall overlooking a landscape. They wear sweet little girl dresses and have their […]
Read More Four Siblings On a Rock – by Elizabeth JannuzziShould warmth be a word reserved to the world of touch? Laughter
and joy, reserved to the world of emotion?
Read More What Will You Say? – by Andrew ShaughnessyThe pungent scent of sulfur
fires out from the gangrenous fumes
of societal decay we don’t smell anymore
Read More Thoughts and Prayers – by Renee CronleyThe burnt roast from yesterday hanging in the air,
another, in a long list of disappointments.
I have been chosen because I can move silently with my nimble feet not yet weighted by adulthood, though tonight, I feel clumsy
Read More To Flame, To Flee – by Jay McKenzie