Adrian Kane by Christopher E. Ikpoh

Adrian Kane by Christopher E. Ikpoh   “Shh! Shh! No, no, no! Don’t be scared. You can’t even hear them!” The doctors watched their patient frantically pacing in the dimly lit, padded room from the other side of a two-way mirror. Both took notes as the patient continued to exhibit numerous types of psychosis. “I…

The Call of the Ocean by Kev Harrison

The Call of the Ocean by Kev Harrison   I’ve always felt it, this affinity with the sea. In those places where the sky meets the water. Where, in the dim light of dawn or dusk, it’s hard to distinguish where one ends and the other begins. I remember, as a boy, in Pevensey Bay…

Tracks by Brad Parkkonen

Tracks by Brad Parkkonen   Ryan felt a phantom buzzing in his pocket for the fourth time in the last hour. Filled with hope, he retrieved his phone. He unlocked it and peeked at the notification bar; there were none. “Will you give this fucking thing a rest?” Jake shouted over the music in the…

In The Back Row by Jim Towns

  In The Back Row by Jim Towns   Three Rivers, Michigan – July 9th, 1984   The afternoon had been hot, even for July. The sun had set around eight, but Rudolf had already risen. These short summer nights always made him impatient. So much of the day spent cooped up…so little time to…

Putting the Trash Where It Belongs by Linda M. Crate

Putting the Trash Where It Belongs by Linda M. Crate   People watching was something he was good at. He was good at reading a situation, giving empathy to the right people, withholding it from others. There were very pretty specimens in this bar, but each of them seemed to be getting their ruffles feathered…

Tree of Life by Christopher E. Ikpoh

Source: wallpaperscraft.com Tree of Life by Christopher E. Ikpoh Along the path, Thomas strolled. His steps were heavy against the stiff dirt beneath his feet; as heavy as the weight of his heart. The gray sky mirrored his soul. Thomas’ gloom was shared by the world, shared by the nature all around him, and the…

Artemis Bound by Paul Lubaczewski

Source: Wikipedia   Artemis Bound By Paul Lubaczewski   The moon had to have been amazingly bright at that moment. The forest was ancient, the canopy perched high up above the loam and rock, and yet still shapes were visible in the light provided from the world beyond the interlocking leaves and branches. On most…