Why I Left the Poetry Reading?
by S Stephanie Something about the clouds in the windows was upsetting, they were traveling on before I could grasp them and the poets were
Lorca’s Calling
by S Stephanie Lorca’s Calling after reading the documents on Lorca’s death finally released by Granada Police, 04/2015 I’m calling in
A Description of New England
by Mark DeCarteret A Description of New England “ . . . the paradise of those parts.” John Smith It was
Spirit Board
by Mark DeCarteret “ . . . and so we got rid of the day as well as we could.” — Nathaniel Hawthorne All that separates you from the past is this
Meeting in Galway
by Sarah Anderson 1. They agreed to meet at half seven, the pub on the corner with the bright yellow door. He told her to look for his faded red
Hunger
by Sarah Anderson You see, it was hot orange light back in the forest by the rusted water tower where he said never turn this way — flames