Imaginings set loose.
The Smell of Cinnamon Chassis Tails Shorn on the Ground
by Calie Voorhis - Seems to me some days I should dust the dirt off these battered boots, put on my finest blue dress, and skip down the Way...
Bowl of Souls
by K. Eisert - Senator Heidi Montoya studied the man clad in an orange jumpsuit and shackled to a chair. A guard lifted the black bag from his head.
Irony So Efficient
by Walter Dinjos - There is a reason the mirrors kiss the walls. When my late wife nailed the oakwood-framed one next to my bathroom, she called it a reminder of how far we've come.
Rosalee
by Katie Boyer - She flexes her toes in new high-heeled shoes, feels the press of Earth gravity on her body for one last day, discomfort in the balls of her feet.
The Extractor’s Daughter
by Ken Hoover - On the mesa’s flat expanse, the mine shaft was a crude hole, a soulless eye. As Vallen Doss peered into it, a dank sulfuric breath wafted from the opening.
The Past, Present, and Future of Ice Fishing
by Clay Space - The wind on the frozen ice bit through the hides he wore for protection, but he had long ago learned to forget about the bitter cold.
A Superlative For Goodbye
By Jude-Marie Green One rocket lumbers along to the launchpad. Earth-bound and clumsy now, gorgeous with potential. It’s yours. You’re the last. You should be proud of that.
Changing Woman Gives Birth to Coyote
by Betsy James
Your two-penny face,
bright as your father's,
wrinkled tight.
जंगली गुलाब/Jangli Gulaab (Briar Rose)
by Shveta Thakrar
So red this rose
Brambles burst from my mouth
(Stammers strangled into sterile silence)
Ink for a Verbal Contract
by Sean Monaghan Gemma felt the pain right away. She sighed, stretching, angling her limbs and hips, trying to find a more comfortable position. She blinked, looking at the Arhend side table strewn with folders.