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…

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…

That Funky White Light by Fred Shrum, III

That Funky White Light By Fred Shrum, III I expected to hear trumpets.  I thought I would see horsemen.  I predicted that the Mississippi would run red.  But we can’t always get what we want. How does a man test his mettle when his hand is made of leather and his throne of wood? The…