Stories from
May, 2019

Momma told me Dad appears in her dreams. I told her if sees him again, ask about the cufflinks.

Phil Huffy writes early and often at his kitchen table in upstate New York.

Bereft in the chocolate aisle, mistaking under-the-breath singing for a kindred whimper, he turns. She has wild hair but hissing headphones.

Jacob Edwards is a writer poet person from Brisbane Australia. He watches the world, lives mostly in his head and tweets @ToastyVogon.

After the naloxone, he promised to change. But this time he told no one.

Johnna Talbot prefers to be all story and no backstory, but she does admit to writing in San Diego.