Short Fiction and Poetry

When you don’t sleep, your senses become intensified. You hear a pin drop. Something moves…just a fraction…but you see it. [...]

Mia had fretted for weeks, wondering if James had gotten involved in something illegal, maybe even organized crime [...]

When my grandmother passed, I inherited her wardrobe. At any moment, I can be transported through time and space. [...]

After a yearlong, tedious hiatus Cruelly wreaked on all of us By a novel, evil coronavirus, Our hardy group of men The same six elders [...]

It was a cold and rainy day, my birthday was. October 13th. I turned seven but there were no celebrations [...]

Now after fifty years my once professoressa I am still afraid to write this You were my sad mother too [...]

Several days of soul-searching and wavering finally convinced Colin Finch he had to tell his wife. Deep down he knew it all along. [...]

“She’ll appear,” said Tomi. He looked up at the portrait at the front of the sanctuary. “Mother Zsuzsa said she would.” [...]

When I was eleven I wrote my name on notebook pages, tested other lineages on my tongue [...]

I decided it was worth it – you were worth it – when I moved the last hundred dollars from my savings to my chequing [...]