A Literary Journal for New and Established Voices

Category: Fiction

Half Moon

I’ve often wondered if your war is the same kind of war that everyone else is fighting – a war on the very sense of self that makes us human.

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Rust

I don’t know everything, not yet. But I’m not entirely stupid, as love is not always entirely blind, only sometimes.

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Waiting

Torn between her only family tie and the personal connection she had with California’s northern coast, Mona Myers weighed her options while making her way in silent reflection down the mist-shrouded shore.

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