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cul-de-sac
by RC deWinter as i sit in the bitter wind of a place I never thought could existi contemplate the nature of mortality.can the mind survive without feeling?is there really a soul, or is that just another comforting fairy tale?i contemplate the nature of mortalityshivering in a fever of doubt.is there really a soul or…
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Guilt Study
by Philip Berry eighteen eyes on me nowlids closinglike they’re ready to pray craters in the wall, bleedingbrick dust, leaking sidewaysin the evening breeze gun spray in a border townfor a long minute it felt goodthe shoulder-shudder of absolute power high to my left a window the size of an eyeglass thick as a lake’s…
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Stages
by Philip Berry transitionsleep flows beneath the streets.streams weave without direction.colours churn, ripples glisten, unfinished plotsmove near edgesready to dissolve in dawn’s pale light the insomniac hears the trickle & thrumshe feels its pull,but when she closes her eyes spindleiron-feathered thoughts flit across the ceiling,peck at her temples – WILL HE LEARN TO READ RIGHT?WHAT…
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In the Brick
by Philip Berry in thirty sentient years the tide has ridden the quayforty thousand times the stone in the brick&containing the promise I setremains unchanged seamless heart&prize unseen i do not remember how heavy it was&what it looked likeno it gleamed it did shine&&though it was dark and there were dogs at my backsilver gold…
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1984
by DC Diamondopolous Artist: Blue Honey James, as the doctors and staff at St. Mark’s Regional Hospital in San Diego insisted on calling him, applied pancake make-up over the band-aid camouflaging the skin lesion on his chin. He was glad to be home, surrounded by his Nippon figurines, the ornate lampshades with exotic scarves draped…
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Fear Is Constrained Like a Title
by Parker G. Jamieson September sunset— Please, call me when you get home— backroom dial tone. No—I remember the long morning, you took straw and sculpted a sun. Footsteps in the hall— The fiery leaves of fall— I was there, crying. A withering rose. I clutch upon your absence— My heart’s a glass vase. My…
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Eternal Predators
Julian Drury is a writer and native of New Orleans. His work has appeared online for Quail Bell Magazine, Danse Macabre, Bewildering Stories, Animal: A Beast of a Literary Magazine, and the Eunoia Review. His work has also appeared in print for several chapbooks for Rainfall Records and Books, as well as the science-fiction anthology…
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Six Haikus
by Hugh Findlay Spring Cycle Black bird, amber weeds red hawk, blue sky, green river sun melting white ice Flow Geese swallowing wind Fine-tuning reedy voices Following Autumn Her Her silver bosom Joyful splashes in the pool A whistling sparrow October Voices of dead leaves Bony fingers of tree limbs Schoolboys sprinting home Dog Zen…
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The Last Guru
Steve Carr, who lives in Richmond, Virginia, has had over 330 short stories published internationally in print and online magazines, literary journals and anthologies since June, 2016. Four collections of his short stories, Sand, Rain, Heat, and The Tales of Talker Knock, have been published. His plays have been produced in several states in the…
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Art by Jim George
Jim George Jim George is a writer-artist-songwriter-musician from Reading, PA. His fiction, poems and artwork have appeared in Otoliths, The MOON, The Sea Letter, The Ear, Lotus-eater, Defenestration, What Are Birds, ANON, Hock Spit Slurp, Queen Mob’s Tea House, and The Five-Two, among others; his nonfiction has been published in Playboy, Cinema Retro, and Best…