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Chicken lit a cigarette and looked over at Egg, who was still sleeping. “Well that answers that old question,” she said.
Jon Chan currently lives in New England.
Chicken lit a cigarette and looked over at Egg, who was still sleeping. “Well that answers that old question,” she said.
Jon Chan currently lives in New England.
Between regrets of the night before and dread of Monday morning, he went to First Baptist and prayed the team he’d bet on would win.
Pat Tompkins writes from California.
“The best stories are about small and delicate things,” the writer said. Then the universe exploded.
Daan Kogelmans is a writer of things, short things mainly. He also writes comics at The Void.
Wizened hands gently held the obsidian king. “It’s taken me years to carve them. Now how do you play chess?”
Eric Sisco writes fantasy and science fiction.
Finally, he spoke their father’s name into the mirror a third time. “Well,” said his sister, “I guess it only works with Bloody Mary.”
Tim Terhaar almost has a BA in philosophy. He wishes he believed in ghosts.
He runs, but from what he does not know. Is it from the man with the gun, or from the knowledge of what he’s done?
Craig P. runs a webserial at http://www.wordcereal.com and enjoys playing dodgeball.
“Goodbye.” Touching a hand to her twin sister’s coffin, she left on the arm of her brother-in-law.
JC Chute is a freelance writer whose work has appeared in the Journal of Microliterature.
After the rockfall they crawled blindly, holding each other’s heels. At some point they realized there was no beginning or end to the line.
Susan Howe is a purveyor of short and even shorter stories. She lives in England.
“Phone me,” her note read. The linguist overlooked the space, was mildly confused, and let another opportunity slip away.
Ralph Morrison plays with numbers and words in Berkeley CA.