by Kristin Young | May 29, 2009 | Stories
My heart, my brain, my life stopped the moment the words came from his mouth. “The Army? Jake, you can’t be serious,” my said mother in disbelief. Though she said nothing I knew her thoughts, I could see them in her eyes. The worry in her eyes mirrored my own. “I’ve...
by Lillie Rottenm | May 27, 2009 | Stories
My back was aching, I was unbearably cold and I was sure my feet had lost all sensation, yet I refused to move. Moving would make it real. I looked again at the place where she had dropped. Just two hundred and thirteen minutes ago she had dropped there. Those first...
by Oliver Eade | May 25, 2009 | Stories
The town was dead. Like the air-con in my old Buick. In that Alabama heat it seemed my brain might swell and burst out of my hot skull, so I pulled up at a MacDonald’s near the edge of the small town and got me an iced Coke to put out the fire in my brain. An old...
by Oliver Eade | May 25, 2009 | Stories
Violet was sitting at the kitchen table, totally absorbed in her book. Before her, on the table, was a cold cup of tea and a half-eaten biscuit. Her sister, Daphne, called out from her arm-chair throne in the sitting room: “Violet, are you going to just sit around all...
by Oliver Eade | May 25, 2009 | Stories
I remember running from the silence of the village to the silence of the fields; a small child running for help, running away from what he’d seen in the village. I remember stopping in the fields, held back by the smell of death. It’s still there, that smell, etched...
by Jim Meirose | May 24, 2009 | Stories
Out there; they will come over the far horizon. The great hordes will come. And we need to watch for them, here in the watchtower. Do I want to die? says Lawrence–No, of course I don’t want to die, but I figure if I’m smart I won’t. Now,...
