Peace Out!
/…think so. I really don’t.
What’d they take?
Oh, not much. Just my soul.
Your soul? This is crazy…
By Fran Pearce
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Relative Strangers
/…looked down the row of seats on the plane next to him. His wife, son and daughter dozed in their seats. He couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Here he was taking is family to meet…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreThe Lucky...
/During a rainy day…
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…frustrating time clapping thunder applauded and the heavenly electricity flashed supplying the…
By Marc OBrien
Read MoreThe Refresher Course
/…was tired this morning, his eyes struggling to focus on the computer monitor. In the office all around him, his colleagues tapped away at identical computers, entering the data, updating the…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreDeath In The Afternoon
/…filed into the church with his family and friends of his late uncle. The sight of the coffin in front of the altar knocked him for a moment. It was one thing hearing his uncle had died, it was quiet another seeing the coffin. His lips trembled as the emotion hit him. He slid into…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreBecoming A Little…
/…old ones deliberately slid by, like an earthworm after a dreary and remorseless rain. My alternatives were to squish them, or scrutinize with wonder. Seniors mingled in…
By Giulio Magrini
Read MoreA Happy Couple
/…the picture they always portrayed, wearing smiles that never faded and never jaded. It's the blessings, and the grace of God. That's what they believed. They held onto it even…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read MoreThreads Of Love…
/…you by accident; it’s the plan of God always. As the clock struck 9 pm, Arjun attempted to tap off his cigarette's ash into a crowded tray, only to watch it scatter like the fragments of his…
By Anagh Datta
Read MoreLe Mystère…
/…lonesome in English.
I’d seen him before around the village of Pins Solitaires, Lonesome Pines.
They say he was named after the pines there.
The place was awash with…
By The Barefoot Cajun
Read MoreThe Last Rose...
/…was almost home. Nearly there. The traffic on the drive home hadn’t been as bad as usual. He glanced at the row of shops as we went by. He was surprised to see that one of the stores had changed…
By Chris Platt
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