Stride by Kendra Liedle
Her name was Paulette. Like Goddard, but no one knows who that is anymore. When she was young, she walked everywhere she went. She loved the feel of the breeze on her…
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Shrimp Etouffee
Ingredients: 3 LBs medium uncooked shrimp (peeled and deveined). 6 TBs butter 3 TBs flour 1 cup chopped Yellow Onion 6 chopped Green Onions 1/2 cup thinly sliced celery 1/2 cup thinly…
The Dinner Club by Caroline Misner
The Moroccan Spice House is no place to recuperate from a broken heart. And surely it is no place to fall so bones and heels in love it feels as though your…
The Grannies by Diane Gillette
The Grannies live across the street from the house Dad and I had to move into after Mama died because Dad says the insurance company isn’t going to give us any money.…
French Pastry by Carol Mann
Adam Winslow, Esquire, patted the two hundred thousand dollar check in his suit coat pocket. He chided himself just a tad for lacking humility, but he knew his largess would make possible…
Unsung by Katherine Du
My cousin Yijiang wanted to be Christian and a Marine, the first hot pot my grandfather ever refused to swallow. “Your ancestors blinded themselves from reading the scrolls so many times,” Yeye…
Borzoi Boy by Gary Winters
The dog loped to my Austin-Healy as the tires grazed the elm-lined curb in front of my Maybeck redwood house. “Howya doin’, boy,” I said. He was a friendly animal, but he…
Cats’ Religion by Doug Hawley
One lazy Saturday afternoon, our fat orange cat Kitzhaber climbed into my lap while I was relaxing in my Lazy Boy. The cat is named after our governor because the cat wouldn’t…
This is Bliss by Rachel Peters
I met Megan for coffee this morning. I brought her cocoa butter for her stretch marks, a gift certificate for an expensive massage, and three jars of pickles. I also bought coffee.…
Jokes
WHAT CAN YOU SAY TO BOTHER A WRITER? “The list is to long too wright hear.” HOW DID THE RUN-ON SENTENCE KNOW IT WAS PREGNANT? “Its period was late.” HOW DID CHARLOTTE…
They Eat Them in China by Caroline Taylor
The whole thing left a horrible taste in my mouth. For months afterwards, I seriously contemplated giving up the practice of law, anything to get away from a world I have grown…
For Fear of Heights by Madison Harrold
With my dead sister’s letter clutched in one hand, I knocked on Nate’s door with the other. For a while I just stood there, picking at the hem of my t-shirt and…
Finding My Father by Mark Tulin
My bones feel creaky and brittle; there’s a mild pain in my lower back that hurts whenever I take a deep breath. I need to get out of town, to get away…
Laundromat Arithmetic by Mark J. Mitchell
Practicing numbers, he watches her smoke. She stares at nothing: Not him, not the passing red mustang. I’m not (one, two) he thinks (three) thinking about her. A breeze blows blue smoke…
Balancing Act by Mark J. Mitchell
He stood accused of arresting an insight. But no, he objected, he’d only plucked it, lightly, with two slim fingers and, for barely a semi-quaver, held it up to the light. Then…
Sanctuary by Linda Sacco
In the gathering of fertility laughter ricochets off the photo frame. I smell the smoke but can’t see the fire. Watch dogs rotate through the broken fences, where “wildlife-y” rocks listen to…
Take Me on a Journey Please by Linda Sacco
I wish I were off to another world Where my destiny would be unfurled. Could I become a brilliant spell caster? Or only learn to fly faster? Perhaps I could board a…
The Last Drops of Life by C Davis Fogg
The vase is a simple one that stood on our dining room table for all of the sixty years that we had been married. It’s cylindrical, about two and a half hands…
Thailand Thunder by Deborah Rohde
A huge wooden oblong crate was delivered. It was the kind made from sturdy planks, with the top nailed firmly in place, about six feet long, four feet wide and four feet…
Pedestrian by Anna Cates
A new year passed. My gay friend with the glass eye received, just today, his insurance settlement. And me. A complexity thwarting mine, I’ve knuckled down to my bereavement. God have mercy,…