She had a choice, it was hers alone to make. Yet, the consequences were not hers alone to endure. ~ We laid side-by-side in the center of...

Note: This short story was inspired by Ana' Neu's original poem, "A big word for a woman," published on Sad Girl Diaries on 8/14/23 Click...

Most people get butterflies in their stomachs. Mine were always more like wasps. I could feel them buzzing around my gut as I watched my...

We are delighted to announce and congratulate Ariana Tucker, the writer behind the captivating short story Summer Marmalade, as the...

Dear Melinka, Aunt Jenny suggested sharing a chicken salad sandwich at a café we discovered on 23rd Street after returning three white...

Rain hit the hood of my car in gigantic, pounding swings. I could barely see Sunset through the wet gray. A wash of same color sky and...

It had been a very long year. The plastic flute of champagne on the table before me was undrinkable - as disappointing as the year that...

Thriving amidst a pile of dead leaves, the white-capped mushroom looked like a tasty find. Travis glanced between the living specimen to...

*This is the winning selection of the Fall 2022 $300 Fall Short Story, Fiction, & Non-Fiction Contest. The first sound was snow falling...

Evelyn Knight stared out the window of the black limo, anxious to get home and see her mother, she picked at her nails in her lap. Evelyn...

It’s like drawing in sand. This is what Rusalka whispers through the crack in the bathroom stall, referring to the men she meets in...

Growing up, and by that I mean my emo-middle school era, I was obsessed with the “forbidden.” It really wasn’t that scandalous, it just...