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OUR Works


Ponytails and Popsicles
by Ona Marae / Fiction / Dulce sat in the closet, barely inhaling the musty air, flinching as she listened to the screams. It had been...

Ona Marae


The Tallier, the Destitute
by Jack Benzinger / Fiction / Afternoon sunlight pierced through the taxi driver’s windshield and blurred his vision, just as it had...

Jack Benzinger


The Highs and Lows of Stanley Huntsville Higgins
by Anna Stolley Persky / Fiction / Let’s face it, we’re all trying to get the best high we can, one way or another. If we’re honest about...

Anna Stolley Persky


Wild Daughter
by Jordan Nishkian / Fiction / In grief, we keep. By the time Grandma died, her house had become a museum. This morning, when we...

Jordan Nishkian


Two Bags of Wanton Noodles, To Go Please!
by Feng Gooi / Fiction / Just as she reached out to take the bags of noodles, the woman suddenly stopped and stared at Yi Hong. She was a...

Feng Gooi


The Persian Warrior
by Christie Cochrell / Fiction / During the night the fire had crept nearer to their house in the deep canyon north of town. But after a...

Christie Cochrell


Summer's End
by Thomas Penn Johnson / Fiction / Green Mountain blackberries freshly picked in August provide the makings of a pie more highly prized...

Thomas Penn Johnson


The Stain of Absolution
by Francis Flavin / Fiction / The sun shining through the stain glass windows created a noon day gloaming in the cavernous nave. The...

Francis Flavin


Seeing You
by Ann Calandro / Fiction / The phone rang early Monday morning. I didn’t answer. “I’m selling the house,” announced Catherine. “If you...

Ann Calandro


Legend Trash
by Devan Brettkelly / Fiction / Ashley Hubbard lay on her back at the bottom of The Pit, watching other teens on rusty four-wheelers ride...

Devan Brettkelly


Open When
by Amanda Ganus / Fiction / Open When I Am Gone My Honey, If you are reading this, I am gone. If I am not gone yet and you have...

Amanda Ganus


The Far Away Place
by Alex Law / Fiction / The boy retreated without turning back towards the maelstrom of sound. His toes gripped the carpet and felt the...

Alex Law
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