The Fantastic Four Host Muslim Christmas!

The Fantastic Four Host Muslim Christmas!

Fiction By Matt Luedke   “Quiet, quiet!” Yas said, her bangles jingling as she waved her right hand between the seats. “Do we want East 94 or do we want West 94? Which one? Which one!” “East, east!” Josh pointed. “Thanks.” Yas looked over her shoulder to change...
Rough Month

Rough Month

By Megan Landre how do you stop swallowing worms I cough themup in the shower and I really don’t like that theycrawl towards me or what should I do when upon entering a room all the picture frames and portraits plunge from the walls at the very sight of me or what if...
Beneath

Beneath

Fiction by Tess Melvin   “Sometimes I don’t want to come back up,” she says. I look up from the water. My legs are pale and white beneath the surface; hers are burnished and lanky and dotted with freckles. She moves them back and forth, stirring up unseen...
Weeping Cherries

Weeping Cherries

by Nicole Markert  I mutter bitch, I spewspit through my dentures. It splatters  onto my finished word searches as my granddaughter places four aces as a set. We never have enough space for cards, my        medication      scattered.  We play on my wooden dining room...