It was like this ceramic woman Eli had made for me when he was eight years old. He’d made her for Mother’s Day, and Tara had helped him fire her in a kiln in the art teacher neighbor’s backyard. The …
“It’s just a little something to help.” Mrs. Hamilton smiled. “So you don’t have to worry about dinner with the chemo and everything.”
The foil tray felt heavy in Cara’s trembling hands. She clutched it so Mrs. Hamilton wouldn’t see …
Lonely stormy nights awaiting her fisherman.
Beside her, his ghost.
Amy Trakos wrote a play which was read at the Soho Theatre as part of the Young Writers scheme. Since then, she has been in the Royal Navy, a Personal …
Snow is no longer beautiful when it’s on the shovel.
Diane Hess is a NJ resident employed by the Jefferson Township Public Library. Before the Pandemic, she hosted a writer’s group, Wordsmiths, which met monthly at the library. She enjoys reading, …
“Intake, room four.”
Joy looks up, palming the bottle of sleeping pills. “Another one?” she asks.
“Yep. Five-year-old, found wandering along Drummer Street.”
“Thanks, Audrey,” Joy says. She thinks, for possibly the thousandth time this week, there’s a special hell …
When she first cried out, we swung our gazes to the sky and took a collective breath. “There they are!” she shouted, her voice rising, like an offshore swell, disruptive, harrowing. We shuffled about, our eyes scanning all of the …
Dirty pans in sink.
Snoring husband on couch.
Packed suitcases.
Maria C Henry lives in rural Ireland. Currently. she is polishing her second middle grade manuscript. She was placed second in the Bandon Creative Writing Competition 2021 with her children’s …
Addi had her elbows on her knees and her face in her palms.
‘Oh my days, Brye. You’re wearing one now.’
That morning, I’d bought myself a chain and slung it across my hip. This is a skater accessory: to …
“And then there were two,” my father whispers.
*
Seven siblings. Lucky number seven. Seven deadly sins. The day God rested.
Six months apart. Six feet under. Six degrees of separation. Six six six, the end of times.
Five dead. …
The problem with the surprise parties had started with their father’s 76th birthday when their stepmother Fran had not been able to keep the secret, and their father had not been able to keep the secret that she’d not …