An eclectic mix of all flavours of genre fiction
Capeman by Jacqueline Chou I am the Capeman of Matthews-Palmer Playground. 60 years ago, another Capeman was in this park. Back then, Hell’s Kitchen was a slum–roughly constructed walk-up tenements, overcrowded with the poor...
The Man Who Loved Frank Sinatra by James C. Clar Born William Bruno, he was going by the name Eddie Bertani these days. Eddie, né William, was arguably the biggest Frank Sinatra fan on...
Funeral by Isabel Night Dammit, girl, don’t start! I don’t want to be here, sitting at Biglow Funeral Home, preparing to bury my grandfather. Sure, the wood-varnished, cathedral-styled room looks nice, but décor aside,...
Memorial by Tony Warner CalcuttaNovember 1757 Madam I have the pleasure to inform you of my imminent departure from these shores on the first of the proximate month. This missive, being despatched by...
Time Stops When You Kiss Me by Noam Rabinovitch The clock on the wall appeared frozen in time! Staring at it for a lengthy interval, Al could barely detect a hint of movement of...
Working Day by Rebecca B. Weiss I’m running down the power line trail in Whitefield, Maine on a bright, crisp, early September day and feeling fantastic. No—better than fantastic, abundant. Abundance is what drives...
Plastics Are Us by Frederick Foote My family is amazingly high-tech. We were the first family on the street to purchase an electric car, a Nissan Leaf, in 2012. We also have a solar...
The Meek Shall Inherit Mars by Jon Moray I stumbled upon a yard sale in my subdivision that was along my walk route without a desire to make a purchase. A man wearing a...
At His Hands by Glen Held Stella Marie bounced up and down in her seat as I drove the two-horse buggy toward home. “Mr. Boyd is so very, very handsome, Ned!” she said, her...
The Crow’s Caw for Forgiveness by Mike McArthur Atop a hill, an old man sits on the oddest bench in the world. The bench lies in the middle of a cemetery, and it is...
Calves Followed by Cicadas by Patricia Ann Bowen Chyna Lewis leaned on the counter, exhausted, looking forward to the end of her lunch shift at the Mojave Diner. Summers were the worst times to...
Locked Tight by Hasti Abbasi The door opens with a creak. A nurse walks in, her hair tied back. Her silver earrings catch the light as she moves. “The doctor’s here to see you,”...
The Secluded Village by Bradley Sullivan The village Kelan lived in all his life, surrounded by impassable mountains and lush plains, had no name. The adults said that this village was all there is,...
Lucy by M. M. Valencia I The highway stretched on endlessly and wore coats of dirt giving the road an appearance like a plank of wood. Hamilton followed it. His eyes darted to...
The Fever by Porsche Faria Outside, the breeze constantly rolled up the land of the Azores Islands in Portugal, weaving between the whitewashed houses. The crashing waves drowned out the sounds of boats in...
Blind Justice by Jon Wesick I was looking at a pile of dirty snow, shaped like the Great Buddha at Kamakura, outside my office window when I wondered what would happen if I used...
Humanity is not yet lost by Felix Petitzon “Life is like a good chocolate: Dark and bitter.” & & & Every generation faces its challenges. That’s what my uncle said with a shrug the...
