The Day God Died
By C. Michael LambrixJuly 2012 Never thought a common barnyard turkey would cause me to question…
By C. Michael LambrixJuly 2012 Never thought a common barnyard turkey would cause me to question…
by Michael Lambrix (FL)By Michael Wayne Hunter “Lock up! Lock up!” Officer Diaz, a squat, aging man, gratingly bellowed,…
by Michael Wayne Hunter (CA)By Santonio D. Murff A sunny blue sky and a cool summer breeze greeted me as…
by Santonio Murff (TX)A Short Story By William Van Poyck When the assassins come they kill everyone. That is…
by William Van Poyck (FL)by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker Part 4 can be read HERE It would be highly illogical of…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker (TX)by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker Part 3 can be read HERE In an essay on Proust, Samuel…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker (TX)By Reginald S. Lewis A cold, blustery wind blew furiously through Graterford maximum-security prison in Collegeville,…
by Reginald Sinclair Lewis (PA)by Christi Buchanan Adoption is a cold, sterile thing. No pomp. No ceremony. A child is…
by Christi Buchanan (VA)By Michael Wayne Hunter “Hunter,” a guard shoved mail through my cell bars. No one knows…
by Michael Wayne Hunter (CA)By Thomas Bartlett Whitaker Several months ago, I had to write a short paper on the…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker (TX)