By Ralph Sassone Whenever Maize snuck away to see Hal Jamesley, there was always a blissful moment where she hardly recognized herself. It happened at the receptionist’s desk in the guidance suite where a smoked glass partition separated the secretary’s cubicle from the counselors’ offices. Maize would stop to check herself out in the partition [...]

By Aria Beth Sloss The taxi from the airport smelled like cough syrup and old socks.  I pressed the button to power my window down but there was only a soft whirring noise; the glass stayed put, smoked over by a thin layer of dirt.  Blurry masses of land dipped and rose.  There were no [...]

By Caitlin Macy
One’s an up-and-coming Hollywood actress. The other’s a small-town waitress. If not for the way both of them handled a lecherous drama teacher, the roles might be reversed. There’s still, however, a couple of endings left to write.

By Porter Shreve

Would it be Carter or Ford? Daniel and his family were rooting for the Democrat. Of course, Daniel also hoped he might get to kiss Cleo. A first kiss? A Democrat in the White House? Was it all too much to hope for?

By Kevin Canty The summer he almost killed his brother, Lander spent working at the front desk of the University library, watching the girls go by in their summer shorts and dresses. There was almost no traffic at the checkout counter, but the girls would come in early and late to check their email at [...]

By Robert Anthony Siegel
Alvin had a complicated relationship with his father when he was alive. When dad had a sudden heart attack, however, it freed his emotions and he was able to write again. But what would this mean for his relationship with his own family?

By Leni Zumas
As a high school sophomore, Horace found his father dead in the garage, a suicide. Now it’s up to his sister to keep Horace from the same fate. She’d have an easier job if Horace could find inspiration somewhere, anywhere.

By Nancy Mauro When Burwash is abducted by the former Commissioner of the Oregon Department of Fish and Wildlife, he remains rolled up in his nest of duct tape. He doesn’t tongue at the strip across his mouth, loosen it with spittle, or even try to edge the blindfold off. It’s a blindfold that’s been [...]

By Wells Tower
Dad’s memory was failing, and he tried the patience of his family. But there was one thing he was right about.