Disguised as a bum, Christ lay on a sidewalk. People hurried by except for one little girl.
“I like your disguise, Athena,” he told her.
Phil Temples is a product of the Midwest, but he now lives in Boston. He’s written fantasy/scifi short/flash fiction for over ten years.
The eggs make a yellow smear on my plate. Why do they make me eat at this restaurant every day and why do they never cook the yolks?
S.D. Rhinewald likes to write, eat, watch hockey, sleep…and then do it all again.
She was surprised. No one had asked for her name before.
Danny Dunlavey is a student.
Nineteen real wax candles adorned his birthday cake. An extravagance, he knew, but it was tradition to honor the oldest of the elders.
Dan Hart can almost count to twenty on one hand. He also writes fiction.
The Time Traveler released the plague on Cro-Magnon Man. See if the Neanderthals could do any better.
Sean Vivier is a teacher and writer from central Connecticut.
He was asleep, body propped against the Capitol building, sign on his lap: “Don’t want coins, just need change.”
Melinda Dubbs is a Hoosier.
I fulfilled all my scientific goals before I retired and often wonder if Oppenheimer harbored these same regrets at the end.
Shane Rhinewald wrote this while listening to a Sting song from 1985.
How she looks through your memory box–with such reverence, like a student on her first day at school–makes you wish you really loved her.
Krishan Coupland was born in Southampton and recently graduated from Staffordshire University.
She slipped into her sandals for a walk in the snow, then asked the stranger in the mirror to help her find the door.
Terri Ross is a poet/writer currenly working on her first novel. She resides in Ontario Canada.
Maya’s folks set out milk & cookies. They lit incense & prepared the Ouija board, smiling. I pondered why I was told never to speak to them.
Ben X. Caldwell lives in Buffalo, NY but exists in a nonphysical state of perspective and consciousness. The bathrooms are clean.