By: Kirimanjaro Kiarie | 2010-05-27 | Short Stories Thelonelyroad to recognition. James’ parents opened a barbershop for their son. There is a high read more
By: Pasquale Bottiglieri | 2010-05-27 | Short Stories Her distorted words floated around him in a raspy, monotonous chant reminiscent of the notes read more
By: Rick Huffman | 2010-04-04 | Business . Earning a living on theroad comes at the expense of sacrificing home and family life. How do truckers read more
By: S. Repina | 2010-05-28 | Writing & Speaking Within a month of being in the USA, I had realized how unpredictable Carlos could be. He could read more
By: Mike Baglione | 2010-06-04 | Short Stories A Beautiful Darkness The sign that read, Silent Grove Cemetery, squeaked back and forth in the cold read more
By: Sara Dennis | 2010-06-04 | Short Stories The Inn on the Moor Charlie tentatively opened the old wooden cellar door. It had been locked for read more
By: Court Moss | 2010-06-03 | Short Stories inviting. And on afternoons like this one, a child''s time should be cherished outdoors. Up above is theread more
By: Tina Admire | 2010-06-03 | Short Stories The rain was coming down hard in Neah Bay Washington. Pete, my black Labrador, and I are already read more
By: Colby Prout | 2010-06-04 | Short Stories When he heard the air passing from the brakes and the screeching of the brakes he turned his head read more
By: Paul Morgan | 2010-06-04 | Short Stories Killer I see her from the car as I roll down the lane at dusk out of the narrow tunnel that passes read more
By: Minoo Avari | 2010-06-01 | Short Stories LONE TUSKER TERRITORY The New Indian Express, September 25th 2008. ELEPHANTS ON THE RAMPAGE AGAIN read more
By: Glory Lennon | 2010-06-02 | Short Stories this lonely , in the middle of nowhere sort of place. At least it was nice, light, fluffy kind of snow read more
By: Thomas Emmon Pisano | 2010-05-30 | Short Stories about in the trees in the forest ahead. I was having trouble walking and finding theroad because of theread more
By: Marilyn Wilke Ramone | 2010-05-29 | Short Stories Melanie Harper was a lonely young woman. She was mostly shy, but spoke boldly when spoken to. She read more
By: Chris Markel | 2010-05-31 | Short Stories west side of town giving a lonely greeting to the fifty-six year old man as he walked out into the damp read more
By: Kevin Tiernan | 2010-05-30 | Short Stories road , I heard a loud pop. It was ear-shattering; almost like the sound of balloon popping, 10 times read more
By: Les Klassen | 2010-05-28 | Short Stories Two lonely people, pictures and words on a computer screen, both of them needing comfort. Neither read more