Etiqueta: a short stories
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THE SECRET WORLD OF SLEEP by Luisa Zambrotta
Excerpted from “The Secret World of Sleep: The Surprising Science of the Mind at Rest”, by Penelope A. Lewis. You are terrified and running along a dark, narrow corridor. Something very evil and scary is chasing you, but you’re not sure why. Your fear is compounded by the fact that…
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The coyote and the raven dance. by John Coyote
The Coyote and Raven dance… The coyote was dancing for the half-moon, he moved and weaved into the deep forest and he knew. His beautiful friend was watching him celebrate the night. The shapeshifter moon allowed the real faces to appear. The darkest and blackest raven watched from the willow…
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SUMMER DIED ON A SATURDAY by Mike Steeden
I gave safe passage to your demonswhen the darkness came to callwaved ‘goodbye cruel world’ and whisperedwhy stumble when I can fall?I’ll be the ghost who comes to haunt youthe one who’ll own your every waking hourand when you’re trying to ‘rescue dreams’your sanity I’ll devourthat’s the price you pay…
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Lighthouse Poor by Gerald Yelle
She moved next door, and her kids didn’t like it. It was always cold. She had the windows open. Maybe she was getting old and needed bold strokes, solid moves, blood flow through the veins in her legs. She wasn’t someone who went looking for trouble, but the wrong word…
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Good Vibrations by Luisa Zambrotta
I, I love the colorful clothes she wearsAnd on the way this sunlight plays upon her hairI hear the sound of a gentle wordOn the wind that lifts her perfume through the air I’m pickin’ up good vibrationsShe’s giving me the excitationsI’m pickin’ up good vibrations(Oom bop bop good vibrations)(Oom…
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A Deadly Famine: The Cost of War by Andrew Cyr
A girl, no older than five,remained unaffected by the heavyshelling of the buildings.The girl used to scream in terror,but now she’s slumped in a corner,searching for shelter. Her nails scrape downthe concrete wallsfor those who said neveragain to see again now and then. The girl looks up at the skyas…
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to make a statement of what daddy meant to me by Bogdan Dragos
her father was a writer Had been Before he suicided Overdosed on some pills or something like that He had a few novels to his name and some short story collections Other than that he only left behind a daughter who several days after his cremation brought her boyfriend to…
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100 YEARS FROM NOW by Mike Steeden
The sky will last foreverThe clouds are temporaryIn a 100 years from nowWhat remains will be a poisoned seaSome will call it tragicWhen the sea puts on its show for freeJust rotting fish and plasticA becalmed toxic destinyIdiots and profiteersSit back and watch it on TVThe carcasses of whalesThe cloak…
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Don’t Take the Poison by Katya Mills
Friday night. They stayed up late streaming animations and forking peas and shells with white cheddar and then she lifted his lifeless little body and carried him to bed and washed and dried the dishes and put them on the rack. She was happy in her thoughts. You’re getting so…
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The poem: Bitter Fruit by Luisa Zambrotta
Strange Fruit originated as a poem written by Abel Meeropol, as a protest against lynchings. In the poem, Meeropol expressed his horror at lynchings, inspired by a photograph of the 1930 lynching of two people in Indiana. Lynching was considered sport in some ways and postcards were taken of crowds…
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HIS DAY AT THE BEACH by Steve Clark
Steve Clark A former Senior Editor for The Paris Review, Steve Clark published fiction in The Paris Review, and poems in various magazines. His first bilingual book of poems, From the Ashes (Desde las cenizas), was published to critical acclaim by Huerga y Fierro in Spain, March 2010. City Swimmers…
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snow-white hair and coal-black eyebrows by Bogdan Dragos
she lived alone and didn’t do much around the house Ate TV dinners all day and drank and complained that she couldn’t sleep at night Had a pretty nasty case of insomnia What can you expect from a girl with snow-white hair and coal-black eyebrows? some had said Obviously they…
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A True Strzyga Tale, So Forget the Movies You’ve Seen by Luanne Castle
Alwine stayed on the bank of the creek long after the wash was done and ready to be hauled back and hung to dry. Her mother used to slap her for dillydallying, but her mother was dead from congestion of the brain and her father and brothers busy in the…
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A Town by Gerald Yelle
Has a building that makes sashes for window shades. The one next to it makes circular saws. After that there’s a pizza house. Then there’s a cider house. There’s a tree where they grow apples. A factory that makes gloves. A tree with cones next to a tree making acorns.…
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STRANGE FRUIT by Luisa Zambrotta
Strange Fruit is a song performed by Billie Holiday, who first sang and recorded it in 1939. Written by teacher Abel Meeropol as a poem and published in 1937, it protested against American racism, particularly the lynching of African Americans. Southern trees bear strange fruitBlood on the leaves and blood…
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«PIZZA THANKSGIVING” by Steve Clark
Steve Clark A former Senior Editor for The Paris Review, Steve Clark published fiction in The Paris Review, and poems in various magazines. His first bilingual book of poems, From the Ashes (Desde las cenizas), was published to critical acclaim by Huerga y Fierro in Spain, March 2010. City Swimmers…
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