― John Berger, Keeping a Rendezvous
Gary Beck‘s one act play: Breaking Point
Scene 1 (The kitchen of the Rawlins, a blue-collar family struggling to make ends meet in the economic downturn. The apartment is low-income. Enter Fred, carrying laptop, logged onto a site. He starts to take out breakfast bowls, but is drawn back to the computer. He sits and continues to participate in a chat room.…
Keep readingLohran Jay‘s short story: I Know Her
Hundred of phone calls I never answered. Half of a thousand text messages I never replied. Nine events I never attended for at least 822 hours. The reason? I’m just being busy listening to the rhythmic sound of silence and staring at the glittering light of darkness. Summer have passed for several days but warmth…
Keep readingDeclan Geraghty‘s short story: The Stopover
The photos in picture frames on the walls made me feel sad, they made me feel like I missed out on something. The old man in the kitchen talked about old times, times that I’d have been too young too remember. Times that seemed too good to be true, and he kept pouring that drink…
Keep readingJohn Mueter‘s short story: The Mountain
The drive up the ghat road took nearly two and a half hours. From the verdant plains, now lush and gleaming after the monsoon, the winding road rose steadily over 7,000 feet to the top of the Nilgiri Hills. Edward had not been up this road or back to South India in over twenty years,…
Keep readingPawel Markiewicz‘s short story: About The Danube and Dreameries
One day, in the dreamy Middle Ages, three young friends lived in Moravia: a thinker, a poet and a dreamer. They loved every dawn. They have decided to visit Vienna, to buy jewellery there. They liked furthermore a gold of a starlit heaven. They passed the Danube River and a miracle happened. The miracles came…
Keep readingTodd Embry‘s short story: The April Fool and the Angel of Mercy
April 1 2035 As muffled sounds slowly became a fuzzy semi-consciousness, I could see lighting strips overhead, out of focus and passing quickly by. I was moving down a starkly white hallway. The last thing I remember was playing rook at the clubhouse… When suddenly an Angel of Mercy appeared, her face shrouded in white. …
Keep readingLeon Taylor‘s short story: The Reluctant Traitor
They had their usual fare for breakfast—kasha and complaints. “I don’t see why you have to fly to Earth so soon,” Amelia said to her husband, ladling out his Russian oatmeal while he avoided her gaze. She was wearing her favourite sloppy sweater and jeans; Victor, a silk suit imported from the angry blue planet. “We…
Keep readingChidiebere Enyia‘s short story: Slay Queen
It is a cool Monday morning in Owerri, Imo-State. Stephnora sits on a soft settee, cross-legged, in a tight air conditioned hotel situated in the State capital. She has been invited by Chief Omego to collect the sum of one hundred and fifty-thousand Naira for winning the beauty-queen pageantry, organised by Chief Omego’s foundation in…
Keep readingBhumika R‘s short story: Shaheen’s Nightmare
Shaheen woke up coughing and gasping for breath. It was only two-thirty a.m as per the clock on her smartphone which meant that she could sleep for another three hours before the alarm would ring and wake her up. ‘It must probably be an acid reflux caused due to the cauliflower curry I had for…
Keep readingDibyasree Nandy‘s short story: Cupcakes
A misty haze rose above the wet, damp ground with puddles of grey as the relentless downpour refused to cease its assault upon the sea of hued umbrellas. The tinkling of a little bell was heard as the glass door of Eve’s Bakery was pushed open. Folding her umbrella, a young woman entered, the rich…
Keep readingDC Diamondopolous‘s short story: 1970
Drunk and stoned, Scott staggered out the door of the Whisky a Go Go and into the night. A blurred neon sign from the Sunset Strip flickered and shuddered through the ebb-and-flow haze that hovered from his high. The notice to appear before the local draft board was crumpled deep in the pocket of his…
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