Vol 12

Munday Morning by Frederick Foote

Munday Morning by Frederick Foote At 6:30 in the morning, it’s already ninety degrees in San Juan, California. This Central Valley town’s facing its thirteenth consecutive one hundred plus degree day. I’m exhausted after...

Ethan Rainwater is Dead by Gary Ives

Ethan Rainwater is Dead by Gary Ives Los Angeles Daily News, 14 March 1925 Obituary Ethan Rainwater 80 yrs. old, a prominent resident of this city and eminent horseman died Sunday evening at his...

After the Rain by Cynthia Robinson Young

After the Rain by Cynthia Robinson Young “Few days following the death of the rats, Men pass away like falling walls.” –Chinese poet Shih Tao February 20 The first thing I noticed was the...

Soccer Blues by Tim Frank

Soccer Blues by Tim Frank One drizzly afternoon, the Rifles, a mid-table Premier league soccer team based in London, were losing by three goals to nil after a limp first-half display against a usually...

Pumpkin by Benson Phillip Lott

Pumpkin by Benson Phillip Lott  Raymond stands in the kitchen, clutching a butcher’s knife. He stares at the pumpkin on a wooden board, across from him. Had it really spoken? And how did it...

A Walk in the Park by Wes Blalock

A Walk in the Park by Wes Blalock Katie Reynolds rushed out of the Cary Valley National Park ranger station, taking the thick, redwood stairs two at a time, her paramedic bag slung over...

The Plot by James Boyle

The Plot by James Boyle “I don’t think I can do it.”             Jessica strolled out of the bathroom, dropped her towel, and slid back under the covers. She smelled of hotel soap and...

Supervamp by Benson Phillip Lott

Supervamp by Benson Phillip Lott PART VAMPIRE, PART “SUPER”, ALL GIRL This crazy-ass story takes place the same time “Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta” reinvents herself, becoming “Lady Gaga” (the “dopest” female pop star on...

Second Chance Epidemic by Steve Davis

Second Chance Epidemic by Steve Davis Southwest Fertility Clinic, Chandigar, India             Pulling the top of her sari almost immodestly open, the early greying woman opened the suburban clinic’s glass front door. A wall...