Samantha Serpentini is an insufferable little warthog. Associate editor of the school’s monthly newsletter, vice president of the Youth Leadership Council, quintessential overachiever, class snitch, she sits, arms crossed, high in the bleachers and slowly shakes her head so everyone …
34 now, 16 then, we say hello, are we friends?
Christopher Cosmos was raised in the Midwest and attended the University of Michigan as the recipient of a Chick Evans Scholarship. He’s an author and Black List-screenwriter whose debut novel, …
My husband of forty-four years purposely mispronounces words to get my goat. I have especially noted this during our safe at home time. I have come to believe this is a passive-aggressive move on his part. He will ask me …
They were going to dinner at a new friend’s house. That’s how Cassie’s father had explained it. Cassie had gotten permission from her father to wear her polka-dot skirt, but as soon as she stepped out of his Subaru she …
Buster’s got the post homicide jitters. The steering wheel feels like a jackhammer in his shaking hands. Speeding on a curve, the tires squeal. An empty Hardee’s cup rolls across a heap of glossy brochures leftover from his former job. …
A mass behind my mother’s uterus has brought me to this oncology ward. I learn about debulking a tumor, lymph nodes and a tumor marker test called CA 125.
I will stay the night, sleeping on a makeshift bed fashioned …
The bunny ate Grandma’s garden. Grandma ate the bunny. Justice.
Peggy Gerber is a poet and short story writer from Teaneck, NJ. Some of her works have been featured in Daily Science Fiction, Spillwords, Reedsy, and the anthology “Poetry in …