The Morning After

by A.L. Yoder & Alankrita Amaya

My breath caught as she stood, morning sunlight streaming through the windows. Her back was a masterpiece. In last night’s rush and sweaty mess, I hadn’t really looked at it. “Good morning,” I whispered, standing up and pressing my body against hers. She stiffened as I kissed the turquoise and purple feathers fanning out against …


Spin

by Doug Hawley & Michael Paul

The odd creature came to my door at ten PM last night. He was a little over five feet tall, colored a light blue with a bald dome. I say he, but I wasn’t really sure because “he” had no obvious male muscular development, but didn’t have any hips to speak of either. Somehow he …


The View

by Thomas McDade & Allen Forrest

At the A&P, a cart flew mysteriously out of kingdom come, dented Anna Crosley’s day-old midnight blue Chrysler convertible, no incline, no breeze. For an encore, she got a ticket while picking up new golf shoes. Thinking how well the shoes–tan with maroon saddles and lace flaps–would go with the madras outfit she’d picked up …


I Live Two Lives!

by Jack Halliday & Cait Maloney

Questions. Always the questions and it always seems that they will never end. But then I remind myself that this is what therapy is all about. You have to ‘do the work’ and that means answering questions: lots of them. Time was, I often wondered if it was worth it, really worth all of the …


I am He who watches over you

by Zaid Sethi & Joey To

I am He who knows what you did, are doing, and will do. I am not born of myth and legend, nor divine, but born of the mating of you and your desires. I am the master and you are my slave. I love you because you make me strong, and will mourn for you …