Harlequin Moon by Jennifer Hykes The man called Dirt was a master of riddles. It was his only gift. He was not a riddler himself. From the time he could speak, he always called things exactly what they were and nothing else. He had tried, once or twice in his childhood, to craft a joke […]

O Cul-de-Sac! by Tim Major   O neighbours! If only we might speak! Do you feel as I feel? Do you think as I think? Here we are, all crouching in our circle, so close to one another. It is maddening. I see your people come and go. I hear snippets of their conversations. They […]

Aurum & Indigo By LP Kindred   Aurum sits on a wooden stool, hunched over the oakwood bar, stained darker by shellac and low lights. In spite of them, he stares into his book while a second lies closed atop the bar. His feet dangle, kicking softly. Eyes rake over words but their meaning never […]