Fiction

Man Ripe  Brenda Moguez

“You had sex today. I can tell. Your aura and body language are man-ripe. I bet you shaved your legs, and the sheets have been changed.”

The Truth about Selling Out  Erinn Manack

Her body seems to be poured into her dress, but she isn’t the least bit comfortable in it. The dress doesn’t suit her at all... 

Wine Tasting  Penny Zang

There, just like that, was that old blindness that waited in the bottom of every bottle of wine. I knew if I spoke I’d turn back into my old self... 

Walk Away  Debra Sennefelder

Breathe. Inhale and exhale, I order myself. Otherwise I’ll pass out and that’s not how I imagined my first post break-up face to face with Jon. 

Kaleidoscope  Donia Carey 

That evening, slipping into a mauve peignoir, I found a matching purple mark on my right side. I smiled. That night lilacs scented my dreams.

The Star  Sue Menon

I looked blearily at my computer screen as I sipped my coffee. I sent this report late before and I had also sent it out with typos – a definite faux pas.