Episode Seven: The Missing Piece

It took Carrie several minutes to get her head together again, but when she finally pulled gently away from Garrett, he let her go and turned back toward the billowing steam. “Well Carrie, are you ready to find out what’s next?” She laughed a…

Fairytale by F.J. Bergmann

Fairytale F.J. Bergmann The dragonfly stepmother lurks on the other side of the glass, watching the forgotten daughter. Her twin sons cluster around her like budding crystals with internal flaws, dangerous edges. The girl would not let them touch her. After the mirror screamed,…

Dear Mr. Frost, or may I call you Jack . . . by Vince Gotera

Dear Mr. Frost, or may I call you Jack . . . Vince Gotera —after a particularly mild winter Where’ve you been hiding these past few months? I only had to fire up the snow blower once. It coughed miserably, neglected and forlorn, before turning over…