Category Archives: Story

By Ann Sim Gathering the painting tools to my reach, I observe the canvas reflected through the mirror in front of me. My face, this tranquil, angular visage, is a canvas__ a blank, colorless sheet of paper. The first tool … Continue reading →

By Mike Bailey   I slouch in the car with the windows rolled up, like the trooper in the Smokey hat told us to. We’re on a highway in Idaho but we’re not moving. Something about a truck up ahead … Continue reading →

By Jael Haney   I leaned against the rough wooden storefront of my family’s cigar shop. After two weeks of Nico stuck soldiering, desperation to spend a day with him absorbed my mind. The last time I saw him, he … Continue reading →

              By Harper S. Villani Jones’ Coffee sat on Harbor Boulevard in San Pedro. It was close enough to the ocean that the smell of salt came in with the breeze. Inside there were … Continue reading →