Ready or Not by: R. A. Long 52… 53… 76… Niner… 100! The call finally came and not a moment too soon. Kale’s head rested upon his forearm which was supported by the gargantuan pine whose moss stuck to the exposed area of his l...
Ego Inside By: Sean McCormick “We got hemorrhaging here! Get me the oxytocin now!” Shadows flutter across my vision, obscuring the steady light bathing me. I have long since ceased to recognize any coherent shapes or images. Th...
The Blessed Vest By: Adele Lubbe “Why are you crying grandma?”, comes a startling little voice while Janis is packing those useless tings of yesterday which cannot be thrown away. Quickly wiping the tear running do...
Root Beer Floats By: Matthew Kinney There are certain things that you can look back at and laugh about, especially later on down the road. The story I am about to relate is one of them. Before I get too in depth, however, reali...
Anticipation… By: Eliza Player The sun was shining bright that morning, when I called the hospital once more to see if I would be induced that day. The crisp, early spring morning air tickled my nose, and my heart beat t...
Baby Name Blues By: Kathryn Casey As any expectant mother will tell you, the nine months before your little bundle of joy comes into the world can be full of excitement, anticipation, anxiety, and a lot of to-do lists. You’ve ...
The Long Goodnight By: Thomas Kling {AT RISE: Jonathan and his father are sitting on the boy’s bed at night reading a book together. Jonathan is dressed in his favorite Mantis Man pajamas. His father is just coming to th...
Hammocks within the Womb By: Lara Jane Porter (Livesey) A long time ago, when I first heard of the singer named Kate Bush, I loved her voice. The first time I heard her song entitled, ‘Room for the Life’, I t...
The Clinic By: Katie Rendon Kahn Maya mindlessly clicked the pen until she became aware of irritated stares directed at her. She dug her nails into her palms and concentrated on a kidney-bean-shaped speck in the linoleum and br...
My Daughter’s Baby By: Linda Morgan It was a beautiful sunny day. My daughter, Louisa, had just gotten home from her kindergarten class, and was playing outdoors with her best friend Sarah. I was preparing their lunch, wh...