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Liv is on her back, on the forest floor. Above, white clouds and blue sky make a patchwork quilt...

Company Town by Aimee Ogden

by Bronwen Griffiths The white overcoat smells of fresh laundry — later it will stink of flesh and oil. The supervisor hands me a plastic cap and an elastic band. “That’s got to go inside.” She poi…

by Wilson Koewing In the sky above Rouses Market, anvil-shaped thunderclouds matured. Jane Sprinkle — red hair draped over the hood of a yellow rain jacket — admired the looming storm and went insi…

by Rich Giptar It was sunny enough to burn so we took the bus/Renault/Land Rover down to Skegness/Bournemouth/Sandbanks beach. I loved the beach though I’d never learned how to swim/how to snorkel/…

by Michael Bloor When the actor Brandon Lancaster disappeared back in 1978, it was a three-day wonder — headlines in all the newspapers and the lead story in the TV news bulletins. The oddness of i…

by Maura Yzmore It was nearly morning when Wendy landed on the railing of the balcony just outside her bedroom. Gently, she touched down on the tips of her toes. Slowly, she flapped her translucent…

by Howie Good I like naps. As it wasn’t too late, I wanted to enjoy a nap under a tree. I started for the door, but a short stocky man with an uncanny resemblance to Stalin, the dictator who put th…

Colors of the Immortal Palette by Caroline M. Yoachim   LEAD WHITE   I will always remember the view of Paris from his window. Snow, pure and untouched, softens the outline of the buildings and covers the grime of the streets. White, the color of beginnings. His canvas is primed and ready to be painted, […]