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A Dying View by Frederick K. Foote, Jr.

A Dying View by Frederick K. Foote, Jr. He was ragged, filthy, and smelled of sickness and sewers. He was too ill to care about personal appearances or even recall his name. The wastrel...

Lonely Lou by Karen Walker

Lonely Lou by Karen Walker Standing in Lou’s smoky, sweltering apartment, Officer Berg fanned his face with his notebook as his partner Munroe tried a new approach.    “How are you feeling? Anything going...

Ghost-dog by Gregory E. Lucas

Ghost-dog by Gregory E. Lucas Ellen Stahl’s frantic shouts for Edward — her son and caregiver — were as loud as the wind’s shrieks during a mid-October night on Hilton Head Island, South Carolina. ...

Tryouts by Brodie Lowe

Tryouts by Brodie Lowe Overgrown hedges of hawthorn lined the rusted fence, interlocking one another, bunched together like rows of men in broad-shouldered jackets looking inquisitively outward on the rest of the world in...

Killing Frost by Sharon Frame Gay

Killing Frost by Sharon Frame Gay James Frost leaned back in the recliner, adjusting his body into the soft confines of the old chair.  It was leather, shiny with age, comfortable as a slipper. ...

The Grey Smudge by David Sweeney

The Grey Smudge by David Sweeney 1 I’ve learned two things in the last three weeks. I find that even as I write this now I can hardly believe that it has only been...

The Woman at the Piano by M.J. Cleghorn

The Woman at the Piano By m.j. cleghorn The 1934 Black Ebony Steinway stood alone and upright against the whitewashed wall. The woman at the piano was dead. The last few moments of her...