A coyote is not supposed to be licked on the nose. That’s the trouble with urban wildlife; no one knows where the boundaries are anymore.
Coyote Fence by Lindsay Indermill
Category: Creative Nonfiction
Need a Haircut! by Carlo Frank Calo
Al the barber was a short, stocky man with a full head of curly grey hair which, due to his stash of green goop … was always slick and never out of place.
American Dream, 2013 by Sydney Lea
The literary symposium is over for the day. Wanting a bit of time to myself, I have come to this pleasant restaurant overlooking Lake Bled, that jewel of Slovenia.
Lady Business by Megan Romo
“I missed you last week,” I said, staring at a water spot on the speckled ceiling.
Zwischenzug by Paul Rotter
Some nights after a long day, I skip dinner and escape to the screened patio with a glass of whiskey in hand.
Dear Peaches by Robin Gilbert Luftig
The Gun Room was strictly off limits. Perhaps that’s why I was so drawn to it.
Still Recovering: A Junkie Confession by Kerin Sommer
Just the recognition of the name, the queen of synthetic opioids, fills me with anticipation, guilt, and fear.
Missing Memories and Underpants by Jules Barrueco
My dad did not remember; my sister did not believe me. It was not the fuzzy family moment I was expecting.
When We Talk About Guns by James Stafford
I spent hours staring at my grandfather’s guns, wondering which ones killed soldiers and which killed the deer.
Written in Bone by Laura Spielvogel
My dad didn’t just want to play the flugelhorn, he wanted to perform on Carnegie stage; he didn’t simply tell his grandchildren bedtime stories, he self-published …
