O is for Orphan
It seems that the sea is home after all. I labored on the churning brine since boyhood, hauling in the bulging nets, scraping my hands on the antiquated equipment, lulled to sleep by the...
LEGENDS
Lunar Lunacy
Short Story I was approached by a rather interesting fellow in a park while I was on vacation a few weeks ago. The man looked to be sharply dressed in an ocean blue suit...
A Real Standup Girl
Short Fiction Brenda’s heart pounded in her chest and she could hear the pulse in her ears. Inhaling through her nose and exhaling through her mouth, which was set in a perfect O, she tried...
The Great Dream
Short Story “‘Are you dreaming?’ “The question caught me off guard. I didn’t recognize the voice. I turned to look at the man that questioned me. ‘Excuse me?’ As I turned I realized I...
Missing Mohammed
Short Story For as long as the boy could remember, his father had taken him to the deli on Sunday mornings. “Two smoked salmon on everything bagels with cream cheese, please!” he would order...
