Short Story Gregg Sapp Short Story Gregg Sapp

Knock Knock by Gregg Sapp

Sick of waiting patiently and tired of being taken for granted, Molly decided that when Leon finally showed up, she was going to ream him a brand new one. She was beyond fed up with his lame excuses, followed by dubious promises to do better and cloying declarations of his love for her. Lately, she saw more of him on Instagram and YouTube than she did at home, in the flesh with her.

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Short Story John Maki Short Story John Maki

The Yellow House by John Maki

Coming from apartments, the yellow house felt huge. The left split descended into a kitchen, dining room, and roughed-in area with plenty of room to play. The right ascended to the living room, bathroom, bedrooms, and a deck overlooking a lumpy dirt yard. The middle landing opened onto a small garage that would hold everything male: cars, bikes, lawn equipment, and later my father’s grief.

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Short Story Cherie Lynae Suski Short Story Cherie Lynae Suski

Frank Does Not Fall by Cherie Lynae Suski

An Angel arrives on Frank’s back porch, but this Vietnam Vet and Tacoma native isn't easily impressed. When Frank asks the Angel why he’s there, the answer is: your son “didn't want you to answer that door by yourself.” The doorbell rings and Frank is faced with news he never expected to receive.

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Short Story Layla Ormbrek Short Story Layla Ormbrek

Good Intentions by Layla Ormbrek

You could say that I frequented the cemetery. Its green, manicured stillness steadied me, and I made it a regular stop. It was the perfect place to wander around during lock-down, being the only outdoor space that was never crowded.

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Short Story Katrinka Mannelly Short Story Katrinka Mannelly

The Rarest Kind of Mermaid by Katrinka Mannelly

“I think she’s the one, Dad. Please try to be open minded, okay?”

“I’ll try, Dawson, but you’re not making it easy, insisting I meet her out by the swimming pool.”

“I told you, she’ll be more comfortable this way. She’s nervous about meeting you.”

“If that’s the case, wouldn’t it make more sense to meet over dinner at Joe’s? Or grab a cup of coffee somewhere? Or a drink, even?

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