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ELIF BAYSAK: The Power of Layers

October 16, 2018Submissions, TouchingElif Baysak, getting to the root of the problem, help, hope, self-harm, supportTim

Tracing my fingers on my wrists felt wrong, the deliberate bareness.

“Vulnerability shouldn’t be visible,” said my mother, tossing me a cover-up sweater before school. She believed in the power of layers.

If she only looked closer there wouldn’t be these deeper cuts; there wouldn’t be any more wandering eyes.


Elif Baysak was born and raised in Izmir, Turkey. She moved to NYC to pursue her Bachelor’s degree and passion in the arts. Her engagements in the arts include theatre-making and playwriting, and she recently progressed into writing fiction. Her take on an honest piece is to work with impulses and feelings regarding human experiences. She focuses on the value of psychology in the arts, regarding subconscious and identity struggles, what it means to be human in our own bodies. Her artistic voice is a product of past or present, personal or universal events. Her passion for travelling allows her to experience the world in various ways and make observations, which provides her with the creative urge to write.

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VICKY PRICE: Slow Hand

October 16, 2018Amusing, Artistic, Submissionsmetaphor, people, poker, relationships, Vicky PriceTim

I drew him in gently, let him win a few times, just to keep his interest.

But I was always the superior player, noted his “tells”, from the ear pull to the quick tap of his left foot.

So I played my Royal Flush and took the joker for everything.


Vicky is an aspiring poet and raconteur living in deepest rural Ireland.

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ANDREA ALLISON: Our Beautiful Beginning

October 15, 2018Amusing, Odd, SubmissionsAndrea Allison, first meeting, surprise, twistTim

The perfect opportunity plucked from the universe as his car scraped against mine.

He flashed a toothy smile, jotting down his information. Biting my lip, my heart pounding, his rough hand covering mine. A melody of words spilled from his lips. My taser jammed into his ribs. Our beautiful beginning.


Andrea Allison currently writes and resides in a small Oklahoman town. You can visit her website at andreallison.com.

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KATHERINE DeGILIO: Understanding

October 15, 2018Amusing, Artistic, Submissions, Top StoriesKatherine DeGilio, metaphor, monster under the bed, taking control, twistTim

She used to pull the covers over her head when shadows morphed into monsters.

One day she walked into her room, tears clinging to her cheeks, and the monster growled.
She growled louder.

Now she dangles her arm out the side of her bed, and they hold hands.


Katherine DeGilio has made friends with most of her demons, except for the dreaded bio. She’s a writer, yet she never knows what to write in here.

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STORY OF THE WEEK: October 14

October 14, 2018NewsTim

The story of the week for October 8 to 12 is…

Disconnect by Nancy Ludmerer

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JIM DOSS: Vacancy

October 12, 2018Artistic, Submissionsalone, Jim Doss, life, rent, temporaryTim

You take the room in back, just sink, bed, and chair. The haggard woman unlocking the door disappears quietly back into dust.

Alone, with nothing but a ray of moonlight to talk to, you tell it your life story, then wait for tomorrow’s visit, plead with it to never leave.


Jim Doss has published two books of poems: Learning to Talk Again and What Remains. He also published a book of German translations entitled The Last Gold of Expired Stars: The Complete Poems of Georg Trakl 1908 – 1914. In his spare time, he is an editor for the Loch Raven Review.

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NANCY LUDMERER: Disconnect

October 12, 2018Artistic, Stories, Submissions, Top Storiesfall, Nancy Ludmerer, seasons, summer, timeTim

Surprised by chill after weeks of scorchers, she holds her bag of groceries to her chest, purchases for a solitary meal.

Two girls skip by, flaunting autumn exuberance, ignoring homework, ignoring regimen and rigor. She alone grieves sweaty embraces, August smells, dreams expired as moderate temperatures and cooler heads return.


Nancy Ludmerer lives in New York City with her husband Malcolm and cat Sandy, named after the storm he fled (right into Nancy’s arms) and Sandy Koufax. Her story “First Night” appears in Best Small Fictions 2016.

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IAIN L LUEN: The Sound of Home

October 11, 2018Amusing, Submissions, Touchingcute, Iain L. Luen, pet, rodent, sadTim

Johnny II finds his new home quite nice. Roomy, with a clear running tube. Good food and very clean.

Many visitors come at first, but then fewer.

His exercise wheel has developed a squeak—annoying, then soothing in time.

Memories of mother’s call as he rots in this lonely cage.


Iain L. Luen has a normal job, but hopes for rescue. He just wants to write and take pics. See more at deviantart.com/echoesofarchi.

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ANNA SANDERSON: Catfish

October 11, 2018Adventure, SubmissionsAnna Sanderson, cruel, manipulation, scamTim

After months of messages, my time was running out. Soon she’d know the photos were fake, my story someone else’s.

I emailed her from another phony account, my brother’s. Carl’s dead, I wrote. I’m here if you need me.

She responded quickly, devastated yet eager. I had my second chance.


Anna Sanderson is a writer from Nottingham, England, who writes about the world as she sees it. Her work can be found online and in numerous zines and anthologies. Follow her on Twitter at @annasanderson86.

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DANIEL ROGERS: Stabilisers

October 10, 2018Artistic, Submissionscoping, Daniel Rogers, depression, medication, training wheelsTim

It’s Eric’s first time on two wheels. Mary watches him through the kitchen window as he pedals faster and faster, becoming a blur.

The walls start to close in again and she reaches into a drawer for her little bottle of pills. One day, she hopes, she won’t need them.


Daniel has always loved the stabilising influence of words.

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