by Paul Hostovsky “Have a blessed day,” she said.And it sounded new, different, positive-ly numinous. So I said,“You have a blessed day, too,” and I floated out of therewith my coffee and corn muffinand beatific smile. But nowevery time she rings me up she says it. Every time.No variation. No…
Genesis is the first-place winner in SNHU’s 2015 Fall Fiction Short Story Competition. by Syche Phillips In the beginning, it’s awkward, as so many things are. You don’t know where you’re allowed to sit, where you’re expected to sleep, what there is to eat. You don’t even know what to call…