Bruce Memblatt
The Surrounding Sky
By Bruce Memblatt Red velvet drapes hung just to the left of David on the day he died. Just above the drapes the plaster cracked on the ceiling around the base of a hook that overlooked the window. A frayed rope hung from the hook. Sun streamed through a gap in the drapes affecting his [...]
26Sep2010 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Underground
by Bruce Memblatt They boarded the steel subway cars like they did every morning, praying for a seat, hoping there weren’t many delays. Greg had just finished his first cup of coffee. He’d rushed out of his empty apartment after another sleepless night. She’d never be back, he supposed. That report had to be on [...]
9Jul2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedA Bottle for Sandra
By Bruce Memblatt “I sold you the bottles, please I tell you one thing keep these ghosts apart. Do not even leave the bottles in the same room.”The old woman said, with haunting eyes, eyes that reminded Aaron of something eternal, something hidden away. He purchased the pair of bottles from the old woman at [...]
30Mar2010 | admin | 0 comments | Continued