The Wedding Night

By Jayne Martin
Her knee slammed into the night table as she struggled to sit up. Outside, fog horns 
bellowed like beasts in search of their mates...

Naked

By Nancy Stohlman
The scissors slide easily through the thick denim of my favorite blue jeans, from ankle to waist, ankle to waist, as one leg then the other falls away.

Sleeptalk

By Adrienne Pilon
Even in his sleep he talked, keeping her awake throughout the night. During all the dark hours during all his dreams, his face echoed the phrases he formed...

Photo Story: On the Bubble

By Cherie Hunter Day
Light bends at the edges. See how the trees form green parentheses around our childhood. We made gum wrappers into zigzag chains and chased the ice cream truck for Klondike Bars.

Alberto

By Doug Cornett
Alberto has all but forgotten everything. “Do you remember that time…” he is asked, but the answer is invariably “no.”

A Catholic Church

By Royce Jeffrey
The sign outside proclaimed: -CHURCH PARKING ONLY- God Forgives. Kowalski and Sons Towing does not. Father Timothy would’ve smiled.

Scattered Ends

By Elizabeth Hampton
She was looking for a new age shop in Covent Garden. I told her to go to The Astrology Shop on Dean Street. It had a good reputation.

Photo Story: On the Last Day

By Colin Lubner
On the last day, we will open our door, step into the still air of uncreation, and watch the sky unfurl. ...

Taxidermy

By Valerie Maloof
When your husband has Dementia, he dies twice. The first time he dies the most. His soul and brain go first. So what’s keeping him alive? Oh yeah, his organs.

Epithalamion

By Jonathan Penner
See how, like bees, wedding guests swarm eager groom and tired bride, like pilgrim bees, their hive too populous, that ascend at suntopped midday...

Back to the Water

By Rhonda Houser
Water might save you from drowning. Ceaseless, impassive, water echoes what you know...

Photo Story: From Here to Dallas

By Nicholas Cook
In the beginning the city stopped, now it moved too fast. He was taking that job in California. “I love you this much,” he said, holding his hands out like the length of a textbook.