Categoría: a short story
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the great gambler by Bogdan Dragos
we all know what makes an athlete great what makes a martial artist great a fisherman a chef a mountain climber a race pilot a painter a hunter sure but what makes a gambler great? Now this is rarely if ever asked Somehow the answer, “he who wins most and…
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Crime Scene of Multiple Political Assassinations by CJ Anderson-Wu (吳介禎)
The sun sheds light on the wounded palms of Jesus— Did the assassinations happen before, or after, the crucifixion? Was the slow construction of belief strong enough to endure the cruelty of oppression? The sun sheds light on the wounded palms of Jesus— Did the perpetrators ever seek His forgiveness?…
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‘Rock Around The Clock’ by Luisa Zambrotta
On Saturday, 9 July 1955 Bill Haley & Comets’ “Rock Around the Clock” topped the charts where it stayed for eight weeks.It was not the first rock and roll record, nor was it the first successful record of the genre but this song, whose original full title was “We’re Gonna…
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they called him Jesus by Bogdan Dragos
the reason they called him Jesus had nothing to do with his refusal to do drugs He was far from being the only homeless guy who stayed sober But he was the only one who owned a donkey it grazed the weeds around his tent and at times carried him…
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THE EVIL SULTAN by Mike Steeden
JEAN LEON GEROME HIS PICTURES1824-1904~Years ago back in schooldays I found that history was for me. I lived it and to me the Ottomans became my favourite subject. Even with time long gone those where magic days and still are. I never thought I’d be telling my story here on…
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Hair Transplant by Gerald Yelle
If you want a full head of lettuce you have to stretch out on the gurney. That’s what she said as she tossed me a johnny. She said you revert to old habits under stress so try not to breathe heavy and I promise not to break anything. At least…
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Backyard Bestie by Suzanne Austin-Hill
Squawking Announcements Notably Diurnal Hail Idiosyncratic Lakeside, Lilting dances. Composed, Regal As a harp poised, positioned Nips nature’s riparian delights; Enjoys august aqua fina sips
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all he has is what the rest of us are missing by Bogdan Dragos
he sleeps outside in the grass or on some park bench does absolutely nothing all day not a thing other than existing and breathing and sitting in silence If he gets anything to eat from the mercy of others he’s grateful and if not he’s also grateful he has no…
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The Crime Scene of Political Prisoner Torture by CJ Anderson-Wu (吳介禎)
Nothing is found in the historieswritten by the victors. The only testimony is pain and fearburied deep in their bodies,and memories haunted by shrieks thatreturn each night in dreams. A spider web hanging in the corner of the high windowclings its structure to the iron bars,trembling. A fly succeeds in…
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Sharp by Gerald Yelle
My neighbor found a razor on his walk still sharp enough to shave a sideburn. He used it to carve a talisman from a bar of soap and peel a strip of paper from the kitchen wall where he found the cartoon drawings and preadolescent scrawl his kids put there…
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The Original Globe Theatre Burns Down (29th June 1613) by Luisa Zambrotta
Hodge’s conjectural Globe reconstruction (Folger Shakespeare Library) The Globe Theatre, built in 1599 by Shakespeare’s playing company, was a three-storey, open-air amphitheatre able to house up to 3,000 spectators. The theatre-goers included the ‘Groundlings’ (the common people who watched the play standing in the pit and paid only 1 penny…
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Last Week Thursday by Uchenchukwu Onyedikam
“Our scars make us know that our past was real.” — Jane Austen “Your POS… Your POS here!” A teenage girl hawks well garnished fried Ponmo from a mini-bucket strapped to her left side; waving a machine, commonly used at point of sale, for payment. At 08:00pm sharp, Friday night,…
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be alive in the present moment by Bogdan Dragos
I don’t know how many friendships are forged by divine intervention all I know is that theirs was definitely one of ‘em I don’t even know what breed that dog was It was one of the big, heavy ones and it walked in front of the old guy without a…
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Where the Mole Went by Gerard Yelle
It went down the back of my throat. I thought I was going to choke but somehow I managed to swallow. I told Sheila and she said it happened to her. It used to be on her cheek but it found out she wanted to get it removed and now…
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Typewriter Day by Luisa Zambrotta
The great fun in my life has been getting up every morning and rushing to the typewriter because some new idea has hit me. (Ray Bradbury) Today (23rd June, 20…) is Typewriter Day, which celebrates this humble mechanical device and the amazing pieces of literature it has brought to us…
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‘cover sheet’ by Katya Mills
In 1997 I moved from Boston to Tampa for a job. I liked how stores were open 24 hours a day for I was young and did not well abide the clock. The best oranges you ever tasted were harvested and squeezed and sold in gallon jugs, roadside. I met…
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