by Peter CowlamMinions in a free press, let loose with a vision, wash tides of stucco from their blades as work ends on a coastal tower.
by Claire HoppleSmith’s sister convinced him to move in with her and her husband. They weren’t able to have kids and he could tell even over the phone that she relished the chance to mother him.
by Stephanie HuttonThe boiler’s death rattle shook the walls just as snow started to sprinkle over the moorlands.
by Michael FrydHe was startled when he looked up to center his tie and saw nothing: no face, hair, chest, hands, shirt, tie—no George.
by Catherine DeileyMid-October wrapped its orange arms around southeast Pennsylvania, and the sweaty hallways of Oley Valley High School, where Cassidy Angstadt waded through the start of her freshman year.
by Peter J. StavrosIt’s that thing that wakes you at three in the morning, with a gasp and a startle.
by Deirdre FaganI read it in the paper, the news about the 87-year-old man who went to bed with a bump on his head and never awoke again.
by M. Nazar SyedI looked down and saw my hands clenched tighter than they’d ever clenched before. A bead of sweat formed on my temple.
by Steve MyersWhen I was eleven and in the sixth grade I got into trouble because O. Henry was bad at arithmetic.
by J. Edward KruftJoey didn’t want to come, but I told him he didn’t have a choice because this was our weekend together and this is what I had planned.
by Ron Gibson, Jr.For as long as the boy had lived tree men had chased him. Always with nets, clubs and rocks.
by T.E. CowellOnce you start making shopping lists it all goes downhill from there.
by Mike LeeThe editor shows me to the door. I enter the hallway realizing I got the job. I was walking on air from the moment I left the elevator.
by Shannon ReadyWe are living in Josephine’s mouth. I can feel it. I am pretty sure Josephine put a curse on my mom for dumping her son.