West Forest [Short Fiction]
by Nick Medina: If it hadn’t been for the forest between our homes, Justin West and I wouldn’t have done what we did. And I wouldn’t be in the chains I’m in now. We were just kids when we met; [...]
by Nick Medina: If it hadn’t been for the forest between our homes, Justin West and I wouldn’t have done what we did. And I wouldn’t be in the chains I’m in now. We were just kids when we met; [...]
Reader’s Choice selection from DMC’s flash fiction group, Friday Frights. by Rob Smales: The lights went out without warning. Shane froze, staring upward through the darkness at the now invisible bank of fluorescents hanging from the ceiling. Two seconds. Six. Ten. [...]
Reader’s Choice selection from DMC’s flash fiction group, Friday Frights. by Jeffrey Hollar: When you don’t have much else to do but sit and wait for the end to come, a dark room is really a pretty good place to do [...]
Reader’s Choice selection from DMC’s flash fiction group, Friday Frights. by Rob Smales: Eddie pulled hard against the weight of the full bag, his own body a counter balance, pivoting on the balls of his feet like some half-assed Olympian doing [...]
Reader’s Choice selection from DMC’s flash fiction group, Friday Frights. by Lisa McCourt Hollar: The lights had burned out but Samuel didn’t mind. He’d seen the creatures that dwelled down here and he didn’t care to see them coming. Thomas was [...]
by Michael C. Keith: For good ye are and bad, and like to coins, Some true, some light . . . –Lord Tennyson Eleven year-old Sammy Medford had established a rule about picking up lost pennies from the ground. If [...]