Tag: short story
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Down By Garden by Leo V.
Sylvie trotted down the cobblestone path, balancing the basket on his arm. The night breeze grew stronger and he pulled the large blanket closer to him. He turned to Arlene, who followed beside him, and smiled…
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God don’t give no one any more than they can bear by S.E. Joyce
It was 10 A.M. on a Sunday in King’s Watch and nobody knew why the train stopped dead on the train tracks ten miles short of the station. It was midway through the second morning service. The choir had just finished belting their hymnals and Pastor John was introducing the Story of Job when the…
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A Sparkle In Time by Cindy Xinru Yan
1977 was an important year of Chinese history. Beloved chairman Mao passed away a year before, and the demise of the Gang of Four ended the most painful history of the Culture revolution. “This country changed every day and night,” the newspaper told people.[…]
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Sunshine and Rain by Brianna Joyce
Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day. That’s what all the children say. At least, the other children. But not Maggie. Quiet Maggie welcomes the rain. Throughout her school life, she was known for sitting in the rain for hours. […]
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The Hallway of Flowers by Brianna Joyce
I remember when my mom gave me five dollars. Even when I was six, I knew the importance of that amount. One time, my school had a festival and were selling these flowers called “Snap Dragons”. […]
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Daughter of Athena by Nick Grogan
She wiped the little droplets of sweat from her forehead. The steam rose tall like large gates trapping her behind it’s defense. The aroma was normal in her house. The grease popped and hissed against her olive skin and each jerk was a reminder she was stuck doing this until all pieces of chicken were…
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Nerves and Water by Caroline Galdi
The pantry was empty except for a can of tomatoes, a can of beans, half a box of dry pasta, and a limp blue plastic package that had once held Oreos.[…]
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A Practical Guide to Wound Healing by Lucy Marshall
She lived alone in the woods. There was something eerie about her, though one would be hard pressed to say what, exactly, it was. Perhaps it was a glint in her eye, or the knowing edge to her smile. […]
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The Audition by Caroline Galdi
Amanda’s violin complemented her. It seemed the perfect size, as if it had been made for the space under her chin. “It fits you so well,” I’d told her once. “You could be, like, a violin model.”[…]
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Flashes by Jamie Biggs
The stoplight was red. I stared out the window at the city park, past the railroad tracks, to where the trees were all silhouetted by the sun sinking deep behind them. They looked almost black now, and the branches stood stark against the last bit of daylight[…]
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