by Tim G. Young
I'm hearing Van Morrison in the distance. The music makes my feet wiggle. Makes me want to watch a pretty girl dance. Almost makes me want to dance but I'm too tired to get up. The ceiling fan above me sounds like it needs oil. As I consider the noisy fan, the music stops.
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Tim G. Young is an author and singer/songwriter. His latest novel, A Taste of Heaven, is on the hunt for a publisher. His music can be found here.
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20250813
Love in the Age of Darkness
by Susan Isla Tepper
A boy I loved dreamt of darkness during the day. It cut into a lot of our happy time. I craved rolling grass down to a lake. Picked my feet ‘til they bled. My feet felt alone and hungry. More injuries to follow.
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Susan Isla Tepper is a twenty year writer in all genres. Her twelfth published book is a novel titled ‘Hair of a Fallen Angel’ from Spuyten Duyvil Press, fall of 2024. Also a Playwright and Director, Tepper recently premiered her satirical dark comedy ‘Clandestine’ in an Equity Staged Reading at EAG Guild Hall Theatre in NYC. Visit her online here.
A boy I loved dreamt of darkness during the day. It cut into a lot of our happy time. I craved rolling grass down to a lake. Picked my feet ‘til they bled. My feet felt alone and hungry. More injuries to follow.
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Susan Isla Tepper is a twenty year writer in all genres. Her twelfth published book is a novel titled ‘Hair of a Fallen Angel’ from Spuyten Duyvil Press, fall of 2024. Also a Playwright and Director, Tepper recently premiered her satirical dark comedy ‘Clandestine’ in an Equity Staged Reading at EAG Guild Hall Theatre in NYC. Visit her online here.
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Robert McEvily
20250812
Recurring Deer
by Lynn Kozlowski
Every time I pass through this one suburban four-lane section, I recall a large deer that had been clipped by a car. He was sitting on his butt like a giant dog begging for food. Then, he struggled to three legs and limped into a small stand of trees. Whenever passing there I see again that stricken deer dragging a useless front leg. I think about it whenever I drive by the site and no time else. Each time I see the large harmless animal damaged painfully, moving off the road into the small island of scrub trees so clearly cut off from any significant forest.
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Lynn Kozlowski has published in 50-Word Stories, The Zodiac Review, The Dribble Drabble Review, Bright Flash Literary Review, Friday Flash Fiction, and The Malahat Review. He has a book of short fiction, Historical Markers (Ravenna Books). He is based in Buffalo, NY, but spends considerable time in Waterloo, Ontario.
Every time I pass through this one suburban four-lane section, I recall a large deer that had been clipped by a car. He was sitting on his butt like a giant dog begging for food. Then, he struggled to three legs and limped into a small stand of trees. Whenever passing there I see again that stricken deer dragging a useless front leg. I think about it whenever I drive by the site and no time else. Each time I see the large harmless animal damaged painfully, moving off the road into the small island of scrub trees so clearly cut off from any significant forest.
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Lynn Kozlowski has published in 50-Word Stories, The Zodiac Review, The Dribble Drabble Review, Bright Flash Literary Review, Friday Flash Fiction, and The Malahat Review. He has a book of short fiction, Historical Markers (Ravenna Books). He is based in Buffalo, NY, but spends considerable time in Waterloo, Ontario.
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Robert McEvily
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