It’s always the end of days in Florida. I lived abroad since I was sixteen, washing up in different ports across the globe until I found my way back with Jeremiah. Don’t let the bright sunlight in January fool you; in Florida it is always Apocalypse pretty soon. This is where the final seals will be broken. Damn straight.

I will go wherever you go
swim to Antarctica, dive with mermaids
in tropical blue waters where pelicans hover
and fish jump at the sound of your voice

Summer is full of action, beach parties, poolside barbecues, late night affairs that end at sunrise and special […]

Mary Lewis has an MFA in creative writing from Augsburg University, an MS in Ecology from the University […]

I watched. It didn’t take long. His back contracted into an arc that left the sofa and he let out a sound, half groan half shriek that went on and on. I almost got up but then it died out. Not the spasm though, which took many minutes to release his back to the sofa again.

James Collector is a writer, producer, and ecological consultant living in San Francisco. He was born in Boulder, […]

Even though we live in a city, Lee’s warmth makes it feel like a village somehow. In a village, there would be less of a class divide. Lee might be the checkout clerk, but we would see each other in the square, maybe at the pub. I would buy her and her husband a drink.

Joe Ducato lives in Utica, NY.  Publishing credits include: Santa Barbara Literary Journal,  Change Seven, Verdad and Avalon […]

The Pirate removed his hat and nodded at the back of Grace’s head.
“M’lady.”
He placed the hat on an empty stool.  Grace looked up.
“Dark enough tonight,” The Pirate said, “…to have your legs stolen out from under you.  Far too many miles, but I was determined to make it.  Never disappoint ghosts.  What have you done to the Lepidoptera?  They’re positively out of their skulls.  Do they have skulls?”

Anthony St. George lives with his husband in San Francisco, where images from his daily hikes, travels, and […]