SHADOWS • by Scott M. Sandridge
There’s a monster under my bed. I know. I saw it once when I peeked. And two green eyes looked back at me and blinked. I don’t know what it looks like; it’s never there when the lights are on.… Continue Reading
There’s a monster under my bed. I know. I saw it once when I peeked. And two green eyes looked back at me and blinked. I don’t know what it looks like; it’s never there when the lights are on.… Continue Reading
From the Editors Welcome back to Every Day Fiction for yet another month of fine literature. Word is slowly getting out there about this venture, and there have been EDF sightings all over the web. As our reputation for printing… Continue Reading
Hal was a strait-laced guy, except for one odd habit: whenever he went into a bathroom, if the shower curtain was closed he’d draw it back. He just had to satisfy some irrational part of his brain that someone —… Continue Reading
The first was a flat tyre. Tim rolled up in good time, wrench in hand, smile in place. “Knights of the Road.” She laughed with relief. In her forties, bottle-blonde highlights. Hint of desperation that predated, he guessed, the roadside… Continue Reading
Cowering — the small girl blends with nighttime bark and organic shadow. Whimpers rise like bird calls. She could be a tree stump, hidden behind black-curtain hair and a long-sleeved shirt pulled over her knees. A heavy man walks past… Continue Reading
“The threads of life can be so easily cut,” The Great Rainbow Serpent said. His tongue, long and quivering, lashed out to touch the weave of the tapestry of life, to sense it, to hear its many, many thoughts. “The… Continue Reading
Some nights, even on the calmest tides, the men bring the boats in late, and the women of the bay stave off worry a hundred ways, or a thousand, or with a shot of whiskey in a bottomless pot of… Continue Reading
On this first wondrous day of planetfall we danced and sang and drank (perhaps too much) and had all the stars and the gods to thank for bringing our ship to this place: New Earth. On this eleventh day of… Continue Reading
You stole my kiss goodnight. Listen. This is how it happened: Every night I closed my eyes and dreamed of angels watching over me, knowing me, loving me, longing for that connection of humanity and holiness that only dreams can… Continue Reading
“No good can come of this, Dmitry.” Dmitry leaned into his wife and kissed her anxious face, once on the cheek beside her lips and once more on her eyebrow. “I know not what else to do, dearest.” He lifted… Continue Reading