THE CREATURE IN THE COAL SHED • by Kieran Marsh
She had known in the end, of course, had climbed into the car with no more ceremony than if we had been going on a picnic. She said she was glad to be out, the fresh air was a joy.… Continue Reading
She had known in the end, of course, had climbed into the car with no more ceremony than if we had been going on a picnic. She said she was glad to be out, the fresh air was a joy.… Continue Reading
It was the third night we had camped amongst the tall trees. The black of their silhouette pressed against the constellations revolving around the Pole Star. The tall trees had ceased to be objects of fear. Pine needles and cones… Continue Reading
Long before Karuizawa became a popular resort town west of Tokyo, it was a key outpost along the Nakasendo road system maintained by the Tokugawa Shogunate, a place where traveling government officials could find food and bedding for the night.… Continue Reading
She bought the first one at a yard sale when she was twelve: a turtle made of seashells, glistening with shellac, on a wooden base that said “The Bahamas.” In her landlocked bedroom, she held it in her palm and… Continue Reading
As long as the wind held out, he just might get away with it. Francois hunkered down against the cool wicker of Alouette’s basket and stared at his mysterious cargo. Contraband, it had to be. Why else would he have… Continue Reading
The first had occurred almost two weeks ago and Katharine hardly felt it. Richard was attending the Philippine Medical Association’s annual convention that weekend. It wasn’t his first, of course, and he bemoaned going every single time, but Katharine remembered… Continue Reading
“Now you’ll stay in at night,” Joe told Houdini, the big, orange, cantankerous-looking tabby he was trying to stuff into a carrier. Not flippin’ likely, said Houdini, although of course he didn’t because he was a cat. Instead, he arched… Continue Reading
Listen to “Strikethrough” by Matt Daly, read by Folly Blaine: [display_podcast] Matt Daly is a middle school teacher in Morristown, New Jersey. He holds an MFA in Creative Writing: Poetry from New England College. He lives in Morris Plains, NJ… Continue Reading
I’m going to get inside that dog. That way I’ll know where to find him. He was the family dog and now he’s my father’s and my dog. My dad takes him everywhere. Mostly he just sits in the front… Continue Reading
The space elevator vibrated like an angry rattlesnake throughout the 240,000 mile trip from Earth to Lunaland, the moon sphere. At a constant 1G acceleration and then deceleration, and reaching a top speed of 138,000 mph at the midway point,… Continue Reading