The Candle Maker
By: Theodore Clemens
The roof was giving way. Already, it had begun to collapse in on itself. The lintel above the doors was…
The Sun Was Just Rising
By: Mercury-Marvin Sunderland
“Are you scared?”
Julius’ phone was unpleasantly pressed to his ear…
Ducks Don’t Like Fritos
By: Dan Nielson
He took the standardized test and went from Slow to Genius. He moved to a place where everything was…
Home
By: Katie Fisher
We walk down the narrow hallway mindlessly, and I feel the blood recirculate to my legs. The world feels…
Mahmet
By: Elissa Russell
I couldn’t recognize your accent as foreign any more than I could my own. Each muddy ‘R,’ each forced…
