by Niles Baldwin | Mar 5, 2016
My ears heard the ‘copter so I opened my eyes. When my vision settled I watched it fly through my sight line in the air above the branches above me. I rubbed my eyes’ corners to get rid of the nap. My fingers slid down to degrease my greasy nose. I itched with my...
by C.A. Kaufman | Feb 29, 2016
I saw The Philadelphia Story for the first time on a Saturday in midsummer. A friend had recommended it to me, had described his favorite scene from the film in terms I may have misinterpreted. So, one unbearably hot weekend, I loaded it onto my laptop and spent an...
by Brandon Taylor | Feb 18, 2016
Frank found Mason striding back and forth across the sidewalk, likely to keep warm. Great volumes of snow had been falling each day, and the temperature hovered moist and heavy on the brink of freezing. The wind had a way of blowing the bloated snowflakes around in...
by Maggie Su | Feb 15, 2016
When Miranda walks in late with her red hair dripping, Miles doesn’t turn. He stays at the window watching a damp delivery man carry cases of Bud Light to the 7-Eleven across the street. “Hi,” Miranda says. Miles doesn’t tell her that she’s late. He doesn’t move to...
by Heidi Diehl | Feb 11, 2016
Margo went to Florida with Ted soon after she met him. The beach, Ted promised, and they left the frozen northeast in a minivan owned by the Tupperware company. It was a job: they could earn something during their winter break by traveling from one place to another....
by Sharon White | Feb 4, 2016
WINNER 2015 Neil Shepard Prize in Fiction, judged by Molly Antopol Vilnius was the last place she wanted to be. She distrusted its beautiful streets winding past courtyards full of cars and cats and huddled ghosts, its beautiful flowers in wrapped tight bundles...
