by Jason Grant The entire king-sized bed is mine now, but I can’t seem to move from the left side to the right because on the nights you were here—laying there—if I dared move from my side to yours in the middle of the night it was like I-was-crossing-some-boundary you-needed…
By Stephen Monaco Dawn tapped her fingers impatiently on the table, trying to tune out the chaos that reigned on the other side of the sprawling glass windows, PLAY PLACE emblazoned across them. Every scream and squeal from inside knotted her stomach tighter. Thankful to be on this side of…
by Stephen Monaco “If you can guess what I have in my pocket, you can have it,” Ethan said. His sister, Alyssa sat at the kitchen table and ignored him; the hard-boiled eggs cooling on a ragged towel had her attention. Rachel looked at her daughter and marveled at how…