Short Fiction and Poetry

Why can’t we change as quickly as an October landscape, whose air no longer sounds with terns and jays [...]

roaming hand in hand in a comely plain all of a sudden [...]

Dear Diary, I’m sorry I couldn’t write to you last night like I always do on Sunday. We didn’t get home until real late [...]

Our belly’s flat with hunger, our skin cracks from cold, we shiver and laugh when we see the breath come out of our mouths [...]

Seemingly the sun is leaving the earth in the lurch I snuff out the candle and retire to the bedstead to sacrifice the gleams [...]

They are my friends, these sparrows. Always reliable. Here they come again, one after another, on this ordinary afternoon. [...]

We're extremely proud to announce the release of Twenty-Four-Hour Shift: Dark Tales from on and off the Clock by Cecilia Kennedy [...]

In the morning when Birdie opened her bedroom curtains all she could see out the window was a thick curtain of fog that hid every shape[...]

they take their tea in the dusk like vespers steam rising to rebuke the chill the mug is chipped and blue and their favorite [...]

Dinner tonight with Barbara. We’re making salads. My best friend. She is. And vegan too (of course!). [...]