Tag: short story
-
The Cracks Let the Light In by William Falo
I played music on my phone as I delivered mail to houses so far from the road that I hardly ever saw anyone who lived inside them. I loved delivering the mail in this rural community because I was on my own. Still, sometimes I imagined what the people who lived there looked like. I…
-
The Spoon by Richard Risenberg
That was the morning when he couldn’t find his favorite spoon. That upset him more than it should, as he well knew. It was the same as the other seven spoons that matched it, except that it bore a small scratch in the handle from when it had fallen into the garbage disposal. Since it…
-
Half Broke and Fully In by Josiah Crocker
It didn’t take long before I regretted everything. By then it was too late. I cast a look back at the events that had landed me here in this moment and saw nothing but weeds. Overgrown brush and dry mud cracking under the low winter sun. A life left without watering. The dull hum of…
-
Reflections by Justice Wright
As a young girl Ginny wondered why her grandmother never kept mirrors in her house. It was an abnormal superstition, but she never questioned her grandma about it. She only ever brought it up once and it was to her mother. “Why doesn’t Grandma like mirrors?” “It’s been that way since I was…
-
Orion by Lori M. Myers
The room smelled of Lysol and potato chips as Sara stood there wondering why a married woman such as herself had come to a mixer where the male pickings tried to act like they were 45 but, in truth, didn’t look a day under 80. She tried to rationalize all of this as she winced…
-
Wednesday’s Road by David Swan
Nobody could figure out what he wanted with that car. For years he’d proudly hung on to his restored ‘71 Camaro, then out of the blue had bought an electric, the kind that could drive itself most of the time. “Oh, I thought it was time for a change,” was all he said. His daughters,…
-
The Menace to Society at the Dew Drop Inn by Cerys Harrison
Mary Frances was told what Danny Flowers did by his sister. Enid tentativelyapproached the back porch where she sat, slowly chewing soda crackers in the shade while listening to Eddie Cantor’s scratchy tenor through the open kitchen window. A bottle of Coca-Cola sweated on a small wooden table between a pair of rocking chairs. Mary…
-
Peas by Taylor Lyon
“Peas””It’s a little past noon and church let out half an hour ago, the second service. The eight o’clock service is a little too early for fire and brimstone or the exaggerations of Revelations. That’s what Dad says, even though he didn’t come for the late service either. He hasn’t come with me and Mom…
-
Drown the Clown by Gary Duehr
“Dats right, genius,” muttered Jeckles, flicking his cigar ash onto the gravel. “We iz a dyin breed, we iz.” From the lawn chair beside his Winnebago, Jeckles eyed the bloody sun slipping down into the thin pines ringing the fairground lot. A red-and-white greasepaint target stretched across his sagging jowls. From his Yankees cap,…