“The Grand Finale” by Liam Moran I’m one of the few who can honestly say they were there when the big change happened in the literary...
Last time on Feeding Frenzy… When Lucille awoke, it was dusk. She woke with a start, jolting upright with a sinking feeling of dread as if...
Day 17 Edgar cranked down the window, not all the way, but enough that he could fit his Glock and heavy hand outside. The two ghouls...
“Immaculate Conception” by Valter F. Machado (transcription obtained from Catherine Hider’s audio diary) The soul force I once had abandoned me at this fastidious hour, dragging...
The Death Door Stephanie Vitarelli The long and windy driveway trails up a small hill where a colonial mansion stands tall and stands alone, its four...
Last time on Feeding Frenzy… The next morning, the sun streaked into a small gap in the curtains reflecting off the minute specks of dust in...
“Expiration Dates” by Erik C. Martin “Mmm. I think this is the best coffee I’ve ever drank,” Heck said. His wife of a month, Cassidy, smiled....
Greg Turlock is a published poet, author and photographer. His credits include “Rivers of Life”, award-winning poem from the 2019 Lieutenant Governor of Alberta Arts Awards,...
Day 17 By the time Dani’s cart had clattered onto the asphalt her forearms were aching from having avoided the cart spilling down the grass and...
Last time on Feeding Frenzy… The motel room seemed decent enough. It was clean, although the air had a dank, stale quality about it. There were...
Greg Turlock is a published poet, author and photographer. His credits include “Rivers of Life”, award-winning poem from the 2019 Lieutenant Governor of Alberta Arts Awards,...
The Unkind Rewind by Gabriel Tuggle When I was a kid, Blockbuster sat up the street about two hundred yards from school. It was the...
“Alone on New Years” by Robert P. Ottone Julian’s girlfriend left early in the evening on New Year’s Eve. She was working the second of a...
“Hanging By A Thread” By Charles Rainey Gaspard Boucher died at midnight—as my death list prophesized with full accuracy, so much so that under the bold...
Lucille pulled into the station just in the nick of time. The hood of her Buick erupted in smoke as the scent of burnt motor...
Warning, make sure you read PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, and PART 4 before continuing… “Mom… don’t you smell it?” I whispered, my voice cracking in anger. She...
“Quenched In Blood” by Max Carrey They’d been shoved into a blacked out van and driven on winding bumpy roads. Overcrowding, that’s why they were relocated;...
Day 17 The sound of the police siren was the loudest thing Dani had heard in weeks, louder than the explosions she had heard on the...
Warning, make sure you read PART 1, PART 2 and PART 3 before continuing… The ride was hard, even with the adrenaline pulsing through my veins...
Razor Hills, Montana – Arlen McGuirk, known to locals as “Old Man” McGuirk (62), has recently expressed concerns to the mayor of Razor Hills about the...