BOB THURBER: Once In A Blue Moon Among The Ruins

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Minutes after the super blue moon rises above the temple of Poseidon, an aircraft passes across our view. The private jetliner is too far away to hear and looks like a night bird gliding beneath a floodlight. I’m jealous of the people onboard, those lucky fearless fools deliberately tempting fate.

Bob Thurber is the author of six books. Regarded as a master of Flash and Micro Fiction, his work has appeared in Esquire and other magazines, been anthologized 60 times, received a long list of awards, and been utilized in schools and colleges throughout the world. He resides in Massachusetts. Visit his website at BobThurber.net.

EMMA PENG: When the earth stops moving

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Perhaps the flowers wither and the stars fall, and tides rise as fauna die. But no longer will we feel the clashing whims of our hearts, the timeless troubles thundering our souls.

Perhaps when we reach the heavens, half burnt, flames dancing across the sky, our worlds will lie still.

Emma Peng is a recent high school graduate who enjoys exploring new worlds through writing fantastical stories and her wildlife blog.

MARY ALICE DIXON: Peach Skin Letters

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“The trees send me love letters on peach skins,” Granny said. “In their world language is taste. You read with your tongue.” She placed a peach in my hands, then disappeared into her orchard.

I licked peach juice from my fingers. Granny’s last words tickled my tongue: “Remember to compost.”

Mary Alice Dixon has taught architectural and landscape history, is a Pushcart nominee, Best Short Fiction nominee, and award winning poet. She lives in North Carolina where she gardens with cow manure, talks to tree, and communes with the ghosts of her dead cats, Alice B. Toklas and Thomas Merton.

NATALIE NEE: Fly Away

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A weathered dog sniffs a discarded cigarette, now only a filter. His stomach probably growls like mine. If I had any, I’d share my food with him.

Overhead, a plane roars. Its metal glare temporarily blinds me from reality. For a few hopeful seconds, I imagine I’m flying away, too.

Natalie Nee is a bibliophile, graduate of Colorado State University, former ghostwriter, and latte enthusiast. Her debut novel, a domestic thriller, is currently out on submission. Natalie’s short story, “Saudade”, was published by the webzine, Across the Margin. Her other poems have been published by Roi Fainéant Press, Half and One, and other literary magazines. She’s cooler on Twitter (@NovelNatalie).

SUSAN GALE WICKES: The Most Wonderful Thing in the World

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It wasn’t the most wonderful thing in the world.

Just a soft, lush spot of cool, green grass at the bottom of a downspout.

I’d barely noticed.

Then, a barefoot three-year-old giggled with delight at the feel of those cool blades of grass.

And to think I almost missed it.

Susan Gale Wickes is a writer from Indiana. She enjoys writing short stories and the fun of cartoon captioning.

STEVEN HOLDING: No Plague Will Come

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Nighttime’s nice.

Quietly enjoying a walk, talking helping her to heal. Conversation’s a little one-sided, but that’s to be expected: it’s hard to find a good listener.

Strange, her voice, aloud, amongst the forest’s sounds.

She tightens his gag, forces the gun into his back.
Whispers in his ear.
“RUN!”

Steven Holding lives is the United Kingdom. His story PULLING NIGHTS can be found in the latest issue of STYGIAN LEPUS. You can follow his work at www.stevenholding.co.uk.

JANE R MILES: Not Alone

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The dark isn’t always scary, or so the voice tells me. You might even come to like the simpleness of it. There’s the unknown to embrace. Not cold, it says, not alone.

I nod, not sure the voice will understand.

Am I dead?

No.

My eyes?

Gone, the doctor whispers.

Jane R. Miles lives in the Netherlands, but will always call Australia home.

JENNIFER SARA WIDELITZ: In a Dark, Dark Room

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The darkness—a thick sheet of steel. Impenetrable. Even time’s fingers, not finding purchase, had slipped silently from the room.
The man scoured every inch by hand. Found nothing.
No door opened—yet… a change.
A bend in the air. Breath down his neck.
Someone was there with him.
Waiting.

Jennifer Sara Widelitz is currently a student at the University of Edinburgh in Scotland, pursuing an MSc in Creative Writing. She has a BFA in Visual Effects from the Savannah College of Art and Design and worked as a compositor, creating special effects for film and television. Her poetry and photography have been featured in various literary publications. She is the author of Battle Cry and illustrator of A Heavenly World. To find out more, visit her website.