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MARY HAYNES: She Rises

October 14, 2020Artistic, Submissions, Top StoriesGreat Lakes, human condition, Mary Haynes, natureTim

Lady Huron was in a mood.

Waves roared ashore, obliterating most of the beach. Ancient trees washed up, now driftwood with the haunted look of past lives.

Sand blasted Jenny’s skin and stung her eyes. Still, she searched in the frothy debris for sea glass, finding beauty in the chaos.


Mary Haynes splits her time between a romantic old sailboat in tropical waters and a beach home on Lake Huron in Canada. A wanderer by fate, she embraces wherever she roams! Mary just published her first children’s book, “Who Ate My Peppers?”

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HARRY DEMAREST: Waking Up

October 13, 2020Submissions, Touchingaging, dementia, Harry DemarestTim

I wake up.
I don’t know where I am.
My house on Grant?
No, the retirement home.

I wake up.
I don’t know where I am.
Again.
I figure it out.
Again.

And then one day,
I wake up, and I don’t realize that I don’t know
where I am.


Harry Demarest hopes to live long enough to end up in a retirement home.

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MATTHEW EICHENLAUB: Plangent

October 13, 2020Artistic, Submissions, Touchingfamily, Matthew Eichenlaub, melancholy, memories, nostalgiaTim

To discourage temptations to divide and sell,
to encourage harmony and family gatherings, Baba and Papa
left the lakehouse property to just one
of their many children.

Granddaughter Mara called from the lake.
Our beloved grass-barren badminton court
is now a wildflower garden.
Squeals and laughter silenced for a generation.


When he finally started to listen, Matthew’s heart led him to Maine. Now, he lives and writes next to a lake, and sometimes Googles synonyms for the word “regret.”

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REBECCA RUVINSKY: Second Date

October 12, 2020Amusing, Submissions, Touchingdating, priorities, Rebecca Ruvinsky, relationshipsTim

The smoke alarm goes off seconds before the doorbell, but the oven can wait.

Smoke billows behind you while she beams before you. “I brought wi—oh, wow.”

You sigh at the blackened promise of ‘simple and easy’ romantic dinner, but she leans against you, as natural as breathing. “Pizza?”


Rebecca Ruvinsky is a student and emerging writer in Florida. Found at @writeruvinsky, she has work forthcoming in Underland Arcana and Prospectus. In her free time, she writes daily poems and goes to rocket launches.

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EDDIE D MOORE: You Have Arrived

October 12, 2020Artistic, SubmissionsEddie D. Moore, human condition, nihilismTim

When the GPS said that I had arrived at my destination, I found myself parked in front of an abandoned country church on a dead end, gravel road. Most of the paint had long peeled away, and the graveyard beside it was full.

I wondered who buried the last member.


Eddie D. Moore travels hundreds of hours a year, and he fills that time by listening to audiobooks. When he isn’t playing with his grandchildren, he writes his own stories. You can find a list of his publications on his blog, eddiedmoore.wordpress.com, or by visiting his Amazon Author Page. While you’re there, be sure to pick up a copy of his mini-anthology Misfits & Oddities.

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STORY OF THE WEEK: October 11

October 11, 2020NewsTim

The story of the week for October 5 to 9 is…

Every Tuesday by Lisa Marie Lopez

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LL WOHLWEND: Two-Note Song

October 9, 2020Submissions, Touchingchild, family, L.L. Wohlwend, parentTim

Momma hasn’t come home.

I ask Grandma, When? She says, Any day now.

But Momma sent a text I wasn’t supposed to see. Need break. It’s all too much.

The sun cuts the leaves into drops of time. I spin in the driveway, singing:

Any day any day any day.


L.L. Wohlwend’s work has appeared in Haibun Today, Contemporary Haibun Online, Modern Haiku, and other places.

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MARY HICKEY: As Night Slowly Falls

October 9, 2020Artistic, Odd, Submissionscoping, identity, Mary HickeyTim

“Why do you bleat like a goat?” I ask. “Do those sounds comfort you?”

“Yes, I believe they do,” he responds.

A month later, once again, “Why?”

“They help me to focus and think.”

Three more months, and he barely understands the question.

“They remind me that I’m still alive.”


Mary Hickey is an internationally known backgammon champion, teacher, coach and author. Her literary fiction has appeared in The Griffin, Happy, Kalliope, and other publications. She takes a break from writing if sushi, mattar paneer, or really good coffee are on offer.

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BRIAN MAYCOCK: Staying Put

October 8, 2020Adventure, SubmissionsBrian Maycock, hiding the evidence, murder, twistTim

The roofs appear first, small grey peaks breaking through the water as the drought slowly reveals the village last seen seventy years ago.

After the forced clearance of the villagers, the valley was flooded, the reservoir built.

We descend, excited explorers discovering cobbled roads, abandoned cottages. A shotgun. Bleached bones.


Brian Maycock lives in Scotland. His short stories have most recently been published in The Drabble and 365 tomorrows.

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LISA MARIE LOPEZ: Every Tuesday

October 8, 2020Artistic, Submissions, Top Stories, Touchingcharacter portrait, human condition, Lisa Marie Lopez, loss, sadnessTim

Tangy salsa over fried eggs. Buttered toast, sliced in half and glazed with apricot jam. She hasn’t opened a menu in over ten years. Everybody at the corner diner on Hamilton Street knows to call her Suz, and never to ask why certain songs from the jukebox make her cry.


Lisa Marie Lopez has had stories recently published in Blink-Ink and The Ocotillo Review. She loves baseball, turtles, and writing in cozy little cafes. Visit her on Facebook at Author Lisa Marie Lopez.

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