Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Fiction.
A Mother’s Betrayal
I don’t have much time. I’m writing this from inside the CER, and by the time anyone reads this, I’ll be gone. I don’t know if I’m going to die, but I know I won’t survive. I hope this makes it outside; maybe it will help someone like me. If you’re reading this from the inside, it’s already too late for you just like it’s too late for me.
By Jessica Price5 years ago in Fiction
Solid Ground
The apocalypse was not what we expected. It came with a whisper, not a bang. No tidal wave or nuclear bomb, just simply a whoosh, sudden, the ground slipping under our feet, cartoon style – one minute we were standing in our kitchen waiting for the macaroni and cheese to cook and the next we were falling, a look of stupid surprise on our faces.
By Christina Seine5 years ago in Fiction
What The Cracks Let In
It’s not worth it. That’s all I can think as I’m crumpled into a pile on the concrete floor, my knees bruised from diving into the shed, my arms torn up from the brambles that licked at me fiercely. The same bushes my dad used to trim each spring on our first trip up. The same floors my brothers and I would scribble chalk stars, flowers, rainbows, monsters onto when the rain pelted the lake so ferociously, it became unswimmable. The stars look different now, I’d imagine, but I wasn’t crazy enough to go outside at night to see them anymore. There hasn’t been a rainbow in months; no rain will do that. The monsters aren’t as pastel as we’d pictured them. They’re bigger, too. But the floor is still here. And the bushes. And here I am.
By Tina Wargo5 years ago in Fiction
Doomsday
Savannah had been watching one of The Real Housewives shows when the television automatically switched to the breaking news broadcast. She dropped her mug which was filled with black coffee. She hadn’t even heard the glass break, only the ringing in her ears. The announcement was simply that it was the end of the world.
By Mackenzie Waldron5 years ago in Fiction
Departure
The horns blew and everyone’s world froze. Billie watched as the coffee he had been delicately holding by the rim seemed to fall in slow motion before exploding all over the kiosk table and the white uniform he had pressed the night before as second transportation security officer. Numb to the heat, which was quickly soaking it’s way into his skin, he turned to look at the horn mounted on the 30 foot steel pipe near the exit. Like everyone of his generation, he had been taught since he was an infant what to do when the horns blew as they were now all across the city. But like cpr, stop drop and roll it is easy in the shock of the event itself to forget everything that matters for a split moment and so he looked down at his shirt then at the train platform before him.
By Lucas Parkes5 years ago in Fiction
Tribe of Bronlof
I come from the Bronlof tribe on the fringes of the jungles of Belharia. We are a peaceful people and have no place in the war that has ravaged the world around us. As the war continues to spread we move deeper into the jungle; learning to hunt better, live off the land more efficiently, and becoming a closer family.
By Jacquelyn Taylor5 years ago in Fiction
From what binds us.
To my beloved Ariel, It’s been three lonely years and my heart aches for you. I never stopped looking for you. Jennifer from the Briar colony gathered a plenty of volunteers to search the badlands. But alas, to no avail. Our homestead is still untouched… for now. I was given word that the spineless tyrant Leo from Cyro is moving his men south in search of more towns to pillage, and women to claim for himself. The Briar colonists are moving west over Janson river in order to miss the raids. They’re ill-equipped to deter them, much less to advance..
By AM Ghandour 5 years ago in Fiction
