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An Unburdening
by John Elliott The man shuffled into his study, the silence of the empty mansion enhancing every step through the dark halls of the labyrinthine upper floor. The lights in the study were dim, altered years earlier to ease the stress on his aging eyes. After entering, the man paused at the doorway listening to [...]
28Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedTHE CLOSET
By Dr. Mel Waldman I live in a closet. But each day, I leave my little home and the safety of my microscopic universe. I saunter off into the labyrinthine streets and walk the tightrope of life and death. I don’t belong. Do you? I trudge across the Manhattan Bridge to work. I’ve got a [...]
25Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedTHE DEVIL
By Dr. Mel Waldman The Devil wears many masks and faces. Often, it covers its true identity with the gold image of hope and redemption. With its melodious voice, it promises salvation. And we believe, for we desperately need a leader to take us to the Promised Land. So we believe. It speaks softly of [...]
25Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedTHE BEAST
By Dr. Mel Waldman The beast stalks and kills other predators in the wilderness. It is the most powerful creature in the wasteland, fiercer than the Tasmanian wolf, uglier than the Tasmanian devil. The beast wears many masks. Old wise men say that if you see its undisguised face, you will die from terror and [...]
25Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedTOXIC UNIVERSE
By Dr. Mel Waldman The antediluvian universe vanished suddenly. Why? Our wise men could not explain this eerie event, nor could we. Left behind in an enigmatic Void, we waited. The darkness arrived first, surrounding and engulfing us. We sat like blind men inside our dark, dank homes. The dawn disappeared too and we lost [...]
25Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedLacuna
by Dante Rasera Like two rays extending in opposite directions from a common endpoint to infinity, Aiden Jacobs was a man with no past, Jack Austen a man with no future. Their common endpoint was not one of time, however, but of place. The place was Dean’s Blue Hole, the Bahamas; the time, August 2010 [...]
23Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedDragonstoen: An Amulet for a Prince
by Phillip J. Boucher Addler Berrington jumped down from Nesra’s saddle and knelt on one knee, looking at the tracks in the fresh wet grass, then to the note he held in his hand. His dragon snorted a small plume of smoke and turned its head as the sound of another set of wings whooshed [...]
22Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedPinewood
By Troy Massie It was a beautiful, breezy spring afternoon. The wind was very powerful, but the sun was shining and it was not too cold. The sky was blue with a few subtle clouds floating by. Birds were chirping and forming with one another in the sky, creating a beautiful series of designs. Fred [...]
17Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Curtain
By Matthew Raup They brought in the new shower curtain on Monty’s three-thousand-two-hundred-eighty-sixth day alive on this earth. He didn’t like it. And just a day before his birthday too. Thanks mom and dad. The curtain shimmered with an oddness that put Monty on edge. They put the curtain, all wonders and myth, in their [...]
17Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedBurning
By Bill Danner James thrashed out of bed as though he were drowning. His phone screamed at him from the night stand where the clock showed 2:15 am. Even though he had been at Strenk Funeral Home for the past six months, he wasn’t used to these damn night calls. He answered the phone, his [...]
14Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedHouse of Sam
by Brian Haynes One of the things Sam thought about every morning, when she finished brushing her hair and looked in to the mirror was the simple fact that she was unhappy. Sam also lived in fear, though many who knew her did not know about this fear nor would never understand if they had [...]
10Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedYour/My Life
By Shawn Reed His eyes opened to a room he didn’t recognize. The cool night sweats covering him evaporated as the fear blazed inside. Where am I? He jumped up in bed. Was he in the hospital again? No! A familiar face eased his fear. It was his wife Kara sleeping next to him. Seeing [...]
9Feb2011 | admin | 4 comments | ContinuedSt. Pat’s Asylum
by Charles Anderson I can look into the eyes of the truly insane and can tell you the briefest bits of their life’s stories. There was an old draft dodger, Jessie Steward, who lived in Canada and who had been returned to the states after he murdered a woman at an art museum in Montreal. [...]
1Feb2011 | admin | 0 comments | Continued