Category: short story

Thief by Kristy Gherlone

Posted on February 4, 2019May 6, 2024 by Every Writer

I watch them together, though I’m supposed to be in my room. They’re sitting too close. Cigarette smoke trails in front of my eyes as I sit huddled in the corner.

Retreat by Jack Coey

Posted on February 1, 2019May 6, 2024 by Every Writer

She ran away from home, and Pastor Bruce was dismayed after talking with her mother. Her mother said she’d been sullen for the last month or so, and even the school nurse called once.

The Birthmark by Loretta Martin

Posted on September 30, 2017May 6, 2024 by Every Writer

I was born with a birthmark that looked like a bruised flower. It trailed along the left side of my face, from hairline to where neck and shoulder met. I grew accustomed to open stares, sidelong glances, and children being chastised for pointing.

The Deceased’s Wife by Charles Milton Lee

Posted on September 17, 2017May 6, 2024 by Every Writer

Three elderly women stood huddled in a corner of the funeral home, whispering and glaring at the deceased’s wife.

Monday the 28th of August

Posted on September 7, 2017May 6, 2024 by Every Writer

Today is the worst day I have ever experienced. But it’s not over yet. It’s not going to end for thousands of seconds. Thousands of raw, grating seconds. I know, I’m the one with the problem. Not you. You have coping mechanisms. Your brain has worked out that to experience every second of every day would quickly lead to

Night of Fire and Glass by Justin Bendell

Posted on August 31, 2017May 6, 2024 by Every Writer

The freaks are out again tonight. I hear them howling. I hear branches cracking off trees. There were out last night, too. It has been warm and heat draws them to the streets. It’s been like this since the war, or since the raids, but really it started with the slave ships.

Footloose by E. W. Farnsworth

Posted on August 27, 2017May 6, 2024 by Every Writer

It was dark, and the party was going to start on the other side of the freshly-plowed south pasture anytime. Bob impatiently stomped through the damp earth toward the Thompson Farm.

Telekinesis for Beginners by Michelle Lee

Posted on August 21, 2017May 6, 2024 by Every Writer

At the ripe age of 21, Ariel lives in failure of that first step. She’s filing papers now, an administrative assistant at the Dropbox headquarters in the heart of Silicon Valley. She watches the computer engineers check in and out behind the front desk on the third floor, and all day this plagues her with a sense of inadequacy. She thinks about her upbringing in an upper-middle class