CHARIS NEGLEY: On Deaf Ears

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The siren watched sailors drown every day.

The cabin boy remained alone on his ship, tears streaming.

His crew had worn such enamoured expressions, dreamily drawn overboard into the rolling waters below.

Terrified, heartbroken, he watched the siren as she sang, her spellbinding song never reaching his unhearing, soundless world.

Charis Negley is a Delawarian getting her BS in professional writing at Taylor University. She is currently working on her novel and evaluating manuscripts for IlluminateYA. See more on her blog.

KELLI SIMPSON: Spare Parts

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The judge addressed the defendant with palpable disgust.

“You, sir, have been found guilty of heinous crimes against humanity. Do you have anything to say before I pronounce your sentence?”

The defendant shrugged.

“The commercial on tv asked me to donate organs. Never said they had to be my organs!”

Kelli Simpson is a mother and writer living in Norman, Oklahoma. She has published work in Lamplit Underground, Rabid Oak, The Avenue, Ghost City Review, and The River.

LAURA BESLEY: In the Flesh

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I frown, glimpsing you through the café window. Easily ten years older than your profile picture, what does that make you? Vain? Sentimental? Insecure?

Smiling wide, you wave me over.

Snippets of our countless conversations swirl around my head, reminding me of what’s important, and I push open the door.

Laura Besley writes short fiction and squeezes her writing into the bookends of her day. She has lived in Holland, Germany, and Hong Kong, but now lives in land-locked central England and misses the sea. Her flash fiction collection, The Almost Mothers, was published in March 2020. She tweets at @laurabesley.

KEITH HOERNER: You Never Come; You Go

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I watch you walk out the back door, or the door to the basement, or the door to the bathroom. The house is a sideways maze of doors and shirt tails and weakening hands trailing around corners. You never come—you go.

And then I remember: you passed last night.

Keith Hoerner (BS, MFA) pushes words around in Southern Illinois. His debut memoir is scheduled for publication by Adelaide Books in Spring 2021.

ABIGAIL WILKIN: The Afterlife

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I float on the open ocean. Sunlight bores down, fracturing me into pieces. Toxins seep into my translucent skin. Sea animals nibble me, eager to begin feasting.

This agony has only just begun. I’ll live for centuries.

Nostalgia hits me. A happier time, when all I did was carry groceries.

Abigail is a student who loves creative writing in all forms and genres. She writes around her busy uni schedule and enters competitions with the aim of one day getting published!

ASH K GRAY: Blind Proposal

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My eyes widened in shock as I saw him kneeling before me. A handsome gentleman was right there on his knees with a ring in his hand. I didn’t know who he was, but I was ready to accept anyways. “Will you marry me, Joanne?” he said.

My name’s Brandon.

Ash K. Gray is an amateur young writer. They’ve written several short stories and a few articles, mainly for fun. They mostly write comedy, parody or psychological thrillers, but may occasionally try a different genre.

JOSIE CELLONE: Consumed

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The tip of the pregnancy test looks like coconut pulp.

Instinctively, Collette wants to run her fingers through it, like the silicone bristles of a basting brush.

She imagines amniotic fluid flooded with Pisco Sours, raw egg whites whisked into an embryo.

A two-week bender reduced to two pink lines.

Josie Cellone is a recovering journalist and aspiring fiction writer who lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and daydreams about waterfront property.

LISA CHAMBERS: Homecoming

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I had been away too long.

Back to the comforts of home. Familiar places, friendly faces, birds singing into the air that once sent my dreams aloft. Some long forgotten, others I could never let go.

Home is forgiving, though, patiently waiting its turn to claim “I knew her when.”

Lisa Chambers is a Texas girl who wishes all of you a happy holiday season.

EMILY ROTH: Flight

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“Do you remember this?” I trace grooves in the plaque. An engraved spaceship glints, perpetually airborne.

Dad’s eyes remain closed, lips parted.

“We went to Cape Canaveral. You shook the president’s hand.”

Nurses appear and vanish.

I wonder if Dad feels like he’s floating. Preparing to sail into the unknown.

Emily Roth is a librarian and writer based in Chicago. Her writing has recently been published by Exposition Review, Brilliant Flash Fiction, and TL;DR Press, and she was shortlisted for the 2020 SmokeLong Quarterly Award for Flash Fiction.