The forty-minute flight from Washington DC had been bad enough, their eighteen-seat prop jet bucking and yawing on every stray gust, but when Cheryl stepped out onto the tarmac at the tiny Lathrop airfield and felt that first rude slap of Southern humidity, her stomach lurched again into her throat. Cheryl Crawford had been raised […]
Remains of My Wasted Youth by Amanda Galvez There is sadness in your eyes And I can see it. I can see into the depths of your soul, Into your mind, and straight to your core. It lingers and dances down your spine, Sending tiny little shivers of sorrow down Each individual vertebrae. The […]
J.E. Crum never thought of being an artist she when was a child. She was only interested in listening to Pearl Jam. Even at age sixteen she only decided to join the Air Force her senior year. Although she always doodled and made artistic things throughout her childhood, she never took advanced art classes in […]
Death grabbed hold of my son’s body. Its power lingered over his head, attending without permission, bringing chaos, inspiring awe, and spreading a sense of anxiety and alarm. It demonstrated its inexorable strength as my four-year-old child made a temporary visit to the otherworld before Allah answered my invocations. That day began as a sunny, […]