Stories
Six-Word Stories
An ironic story about skepticism and education, in just six words.
Poem of the Week
Buckled by time and tides, the pier fails halfway to the deeps.
Story of the Week
“Tell me that everything will be okay,” I whispered to the photo.
Fall Contest Winners
It was where salvation often lay in little more than a piece of duct tape.
Poem of the Week
Who will call out as I descend, the world blurring by in sleep and despair?
Poem of the Week
By Wednesday morning I’d fallen in love with someone else.
Classics
The person was seeing his printed face superimposed over his real one.
Story of the Week
A nearly perfect guitar fell from the sky and landed in my mom’s azaleas.
First & Second Looks
It seemed to him that all he needed to be whole again was to die.
Poem of the Week
My husband collects bruises, counts how many rise above the skin.
First & Second Looks
A bunch of communists, that’s what they were—communists.
Fiction
I put my arm around Larry’s shoulders and ask him to pull over.
Narrative High School Writing Contest
From the deck, the burnished red peel of an apple beckons temptingly.
Story of the Week
“The rattlesnakes glow in the dark, man. You should see them.”
Story of the Week
He wondered how others lived with their sins. Maybe they never did.
Story of the Week
Having his ex-wife in the house was a distraction. He forgot to grieve.
Fiction
Clayton always imagined getting laid in the rooms of his dad’s motel.
Story of the Week
Was this where he would grow old? Would it all end in a room like this?
Winter Contest Winners
Phuong feared that she was nothing but a regret born into flesh.
Fiction
He will, no doubt, be out of this house soon, headed over to Montgomery.
Poem of the Week
The celebration stops, like a sparrow hitting a sliding-glass door.
Poem of the Week
My daughter cried her tears; I held some ice against her lip.
