by Brian Rosenberger
The horrors of war she had heard about but nothing could brace her for her husband’s homecoming.
“Darren is Updating His Facebook Status”
by Sylvia Spruck Wrigley
Beth pointed at the browser window. “I don’t know how he got there.” She shook her head, teeth mangling her bottom lip. She wasn’t sure what she wanted Dave to do about it but it felt good to tell someone, even if it was just the guy from down the hall.
“The Iris Collector”
by Christopher Woods
Be careful of this person, always on the lookout.
by Jade Smith
Ivan reached into his coat, and drew out a golden ring. The symbol, a broken wheel enriched with ruby and opal fittings, gleamed under the moonlight.
“Wear it as a sign of your contract with me. Wear it always.”
She closed her hand around the ring. A dizzying sense of height and breathlessness rushed over her. Pain exploded inside her head.
“Grave Offense – A Tanka Sequence”
by C. William Hinderliter
Late night vandals find a little more than they expect at the old graveyard…
A 1-month-28-day rejection and over 11,000 more words down on the novel. Also, my article, “He Said, She Said….” can be read at Flash Fiction Chronicle, so enjoy!
The Unemployment Office also found my claim to be in my favor, so I’ll be collecting unemployment benefits until I can find a new dayjob or until January of next year, whichever comes first. Considering how messed up the economy is, I’m not very optimistic.
Also, I decided to take the advice of my last half-dozen employers and apply for SSI. Yes, Mr. “Self-Reliant” finally caved in. Years of chronic pain from osteoarthiritis and a pinched nerve near the spine accompanied by never having enough money for health care can do that to a person.
by Milan Smith
It’s over now.
In days past I came angry and thrashing
to lose myself here,
a place where
the walls speak and The Others
scurry in the dark around me,
humming words no one else understands.