short story

The Defeat

by Mihai Mateiu (Romania) Translated from Romanian by Rareş Moldovan for the Romanian version, click here As the final whistle blows, the scoreboard shows 2-0. The…

Dreams

 by Otis Taylor (USA) Edited by Robert Fenhagen When I was a child, the most vivid dream that I remember was one in which I was…

On the Edge of the World

by Aurel Stănescu Avram (Romania)  Translated  from Romanian by Monica Becheru Edited by Robert Fenhagen   A few years ago, one of my bad habits usually happened…

Chasing time

by Monica Trif  (Romania) Translation from Romanian by Irina Savin  Edited by Robert Fenhagen   Adrian rushed from the house, made his way as best he…

Death Is Long

Submitted anonymously from the United States edited by Robert Fenhagen Headline from ‘the New York Star of June 6th, 2010  Reported sightings of television reporter Cynthia…

Beautiful People

by Robert Fenhagen (USA)   “How does it feel to be one of the beautiful people?” Thinking back, and remembering the Beatles’ song from back…

Framework

Alexandru Potcoava:
The three ladies, Adel, Juliana and Medi, started their trip to the vegetable market. Medi led the way out of the apartment, pulling her leash tight. Drawn with open arms between the dog and the old lady, Juliana was trying to keep the crew together. Swinging on Adel’s bony hand the empty nest tote bag was the only unfazed partaker of this picture.

Krepkaya

by Adrian Ioniţă (USA) Translation from Romanian by Manuela Cazan pentru versiunea română click aici     It’s funny to watch the world from above, looking through…

Conspiracy

Karel Cispic:
A chuckle died in his throat as he realized fully what he was about to do. Shovel after shovel of dried dirt flew in back of him until the magic moment when he hit wood. He could tell by the solid thudding sound that metal made against wood. It was a satisfying sound. An organic sound. Thud, thump. Thump, thump. He used the blade of the shovel to pry open the casket. No smell came out, but the sight was not a pleasant one. Pavel’s emaciated and very dead face had a rictus grin that sent a fright up Karel’s spine. The dead poet seemed to be smiling at him.

Fat Man

by Robert Fenhagen (USA)   Brief news story out of Wakefield, R.I.:  “A flight out of Warwick Airport made it safely through a ferocious storm….