We Were Children Then by SK Kalsi

Back then I was the only drummer in a town called Drums. Flouting small town conventions proved difficult enough if you were born in a place with the population of most inner city high schools. But we were new to Drums, my father and Sonny and I, new to a town cuddled...

Waypoint by Frank Scozzari

Their mistake was obvious, Jagger knew. They had pushed too hard and too far for a mountaintop that was unreachable. They had committed the most deadly of mountaineering sins, feeling invincible in the face of nature’s fury. And now, like a thousand climbers before...

Artificial Selection by RS Paulette

He crumpled like an empty soda can into the seat marked ‘exit,’ with the Pacific Ocean stretched out far below the window as a bruised, black desert. He had only half paid attention to the safety notices on the instruction card jutting from the seat pocket in front of...

A Man Forbid by Jon Sindell

  “Sleep shall neither night nor day Hang upon his penthouse lid. He shall live a man forbid.”   ~ Weird Sister, Macbeth     Soil rich black and moist yearned like woman awaiting the seed. The sleeper’s lips trembled as the...