Every Writer

At a Funeral by Alyasa Abbas

Posted on February 7, 2016 by Every Writer

Waseem Akbar was a friend of my father’s and my uncles – It was the only thing I knew about him. Naturally, the news of his death did not affect me. The burial was in the night.

Glance of a Lifetime by Frank Powers

Posted on February 5, 2016 by Every Writer

Once upon a time, there lived an average family. The patriarch, Joe, had an average job making average money with an average company. The matriarch,

Vision by Valeri Kathleen Paxton-Steele

Posted on February 2, 2016 by Every Writer

She sat upon the verdant hilltop, grass beneath bare feet, chores forgotten. She had come to gather firesticks and water. Instead, she gazed at the ripples on the water

Zimbabwe Birthday

Posted on February 1, 2016 by Every Writer

My 70th birthday gift from my daughter was a four-day guided tour of Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe.

Countdown by Jared Mende

Posted on January 30, 2016 by Every Writer

“T-minus ten seconds.”

They say that, moments before you die, your life flashes before your eyes.

Virus by Kerry Graham

Posted on January 29, 2016 by Every Writer

He slid my just-fallen flip-flop back on my foot. I thought, “He treats me like a princess.”

Mrs. Kedzierski didn’t dig kids by Mike Taylor

Posted on January 28, 2016 by Every Writer

“What if she finds the body? Oh, man, we should never have buried it there!”

Heart by David Gruber

Posted on January 25, 2016January 25, 2016 by Every Writer

I lay on the table, waiting for the Ultra sound technician to come and look at my heart. It has a hole in it—somewhere on the Septum. My dad told me once

Santa Fe Cabbie by Michael Backus

Posted on January 20, 2016January 20, 2016 by Every Writer

“This doctor new guy says to me about the tumor….”

If You’re Having Trouble Getting Started by William Olmstead

Posted on January 10, 2016January 10, 2016 by Every Writer

Bern Vega walked through the front door of his tiny bungalow on Brook Street with the words of the writing class instructor resonating in his head: “If you’re having trouble getting started

Our Last Encounter by Brian Burmeister

Posted on December 8, 2015 by Every Writer

“What are you doing?”

The patio door swung open. I panicked and jumped about ten feet. She was near me, a car’s length to my left.

The Other Woman by Lana Weinstei

Posted on November 27, 2015November 27, 2015 by Every Writer

The restaurant is crowded and the hum is building as the place quickly fills and the overfilled plates and glasses arrive at the small, closely jammed tables.

Winnebago by Chase Cline

Posted on November 23, 2015 by Every Writer

I sat across from Sarah in the kitchen, her dark brown hair held to one side with a scrunchy. She was wearing a pink robe, faded from years of wear. It was now past twelve on a chilly October night.