Authors W – Z

Red Hour

By Jeremy Wright He flicked Genghis Kahn on the nose. He gently massaged Cleopatra’s breast. He even traveled across the red plains of Mars without a protective suit. Each night Harold Westcott did the same boring routine. The night watch duty at the museum was one of the dullest occupations he had ever subjected himself [...]

12Jan2012 | | 10 comments | Continued

THE CAGE

By Dr. Mel Waldman I live in a cage ten stories below Grand Central Station. My master used to lock the cage and disappear for days. He left no food or water. Now, each morning when I wake up, I find food and water and discover he’s left the cage unlocked. What shall I do? [...]

30Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

Leon and the Bear

by Daniel Wolff Leon was on his way home late one night when he saw the bear sticking out of a snowdrift. It was a rotten bitch of a winter already and it wasn’t even winter yet – it was barely November and the streets were deep in dirty snow. It squeaked under his boots [...]

27Dec2010 | | 2 comments | Continued

Sunset at Mallory Square

By Dr. Mel Waldman In ancient times, I watched the sunset at Mallory Square in Key West. While I gazed at the exquisite, surreal dreamscape that engulfed me, I felt the heat of the glorious sun, my spirit moved by its majestic beauty. But its red sunset drove me mad too. Couldn’t bear the pain [...]

24Nov2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

CUL-DE-SAC

By Dr. Mel Waldman Detective Charles Ross, a rotund middle-aged man, went off duty at 11:30 P.M. He drove to Coney Island to get franks and fries at Nathan’s. He devoured them. At 11:50 P.M., he heard about a robbery on his police radio. He headed north to Mermaid Avenue and then west on Mermaid. [...]

19Nov2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

The Old Monastery

By Dr. Mel Waldman For years, I’ve heard rumors about the old monastery hidden in an antediluvian forest. The kids in my neighborhood know I’m a writer and collector of weird stories. Well, the tale about the old abandoned monastery is strange and creepy. It belongs in Ripley’s Believe It or Not. Trust me. Ensconced [...]

18Oct2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

Saint Pierre Humberto

By David Williams Every culture and religion in the world has a version of an evil deity. A vision of what is evil incarnate. The polar opposite of what is good in the world. In the English language, he is called the devil, Satan and countless other names. In Spanish, his name is translated to [...]

6Apr2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

Senior Conjuntavitis

By David Williams I was nine years old when I had my first run in with Senior Conjuntavitis. Way back then, I lived with my family on a small island in the High Caribbean. There was myself, my mother and father, and my two brothers Ernesto and Papo. There we shared a bright yellow casita, [...]

3Apr2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

Every Now and Then

By Mike Wicker Every now and then he would go to the pond behind the office building and light one up. He didn’t have to go outside. There was a lounge just around the corner from his office, and it would be years before people would become hypersensitive about second hand smoke and the like. [...]

28Feb2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

The Forest

By Dave Wilson Janette’s lungs were beginning to fail her, her breathing was coming short and fast, and she’d long since lost the feeling in her legs. She had to stop, she just had to, how long had she been running now? Half an hour, forty-five minutes? To her, it felt like forever…She’d lost Tom [...]

25Feb2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

Fourteen Days

By N.S.M. Wijeyeratne I loved her. In my head, now, she is sitting in front of me reading her newspaper, like she used to. There she is, leaning slightly forwards, concentrating. I am watching her head, watching her back. Her hair is in a ponytail, curving ever so slightly to the left, then the right, [...]

8Jan2010 | | 1 comment | Continued