Reese Guerra’s Scare in the Forest
Reese always thought of herself as the brave one when it came to the forest. The darkness of the forest would always drive away everyone else. But one day she decided to step out of…
Red
Red I didn’t expect red today. Most days it felt blue, green, gray, or some combination of the three. There was the wind pressing itself flush against my cheek, and it felt most certainly red.…
THERE ARE ONLY SO MANY LIVES
I was in the middle of working on the final chapters of my book when my daughter’s laughter made me look through the window. The study, or „Mom’s writing room“, was on the ground floor…
Stamps of Mulberry
This story contains themes or mentions of physical violence, gore, or abuse. In a place where the moon never falls and the sun never rises, you’d expect endless darkness—but perhaps when darkness is all you’ve…
Journey With the Spirit of the Spectator, by Saahirah Nimat
A man stands on the Tudor City Overpass waiting for the Manhattanhenge event to fully emerge. As music gently plays in his AirPods, he leans over the railing. A soft breeze caresses his cheek, almost…