Joe and the Golden Retriever by Clive Aaron Gill
Tears trickled down Joe’s cheeks into his gray beard. The 75-year-old widower lay alone in a...
Read MoreTears trickled down Joe’s cheeks into his gray beard. The 75-year-old widower lay alone in a...
Read MoreWhat kind of man lives near the ocean and can’t swim? He flinched uncontrollably at the thought,...
Read MoreJun 19, 2018 | Issue #6, Nonfiction
A Childhood Mini-Memoir To me, vanilla is equal parts smell and taste. There are...
Read MoreOne crow means sorrow, Two crows mean joy, Three crows a wedding, Four crows a boy. Five crows...
Read MoreRemembering Tom Petty (1950-2017) It was 1985 and I was a sixteen-year-old Adonis, washboard abs,...
Read MoreSep 29, 2017 | Fiction, Issue #5, Subscription Content
Forehand Luke and Patrick stood on a patch of grass facing away from the row of white...
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Sandhog for Paul Rohan Old scrapper, skin for gloves, calloused knuckles,...
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Sep 29, 2017 | Issue #5, Poetry, Subscription Content
Southern Belle I am southern belle. Made up of many complexities: unreadable,...
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Thumbs Up! Having scoured articles and blogs galore, plus advice columns and rants on...
Read MoreSep 28, 2017 | Issue #5, Poetry, Subscription Content
Insult & Injury Science is less forgiving of my ideas because storms can be...
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On the Side She loves me definitely of course but for a little thing on the side who makes her...
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Scales “Come in!” came a voice. Hurley went in and confronted a bald, well-built man...
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Driving the Oscar Meyer Weinermobile: A Love Story Forget, please, the psychology of such a...
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Whether The sanitation trucks gather from around the city. They bear down on the...
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Flight Pattern I once knew what they are called. In one short reach I could satisfy...
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Thanksgiving in California November has a lovely way of mixing gold into the grey, as...
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Pieces of Moves Another long pause. The man—let’s call him Theodore Castle—folds the...
Read MoreSep 28, 2017 | Issue #5, Poetry, Subscription Content
The Mystery of Mila her picture stops me I see an ancient spirit rewarded with a new...
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