Stardust Review

“I can't stand it; I know you planned it.” - Beastie Boys The old crone was lying prostrate on the cement sidewalk in the backyard when...

by Jared Green William Cheselden's Osteographia (1733) [An Anxiety Attack] I can feel them looking. See them see me. When I close my...

Stromboli Not A Cannoli. A story “Have you ever seen that movie Stromboli?” “Can’t say that I have,” Molly says. Frank tries not to look...

by Russell Guenther Thomas Billingsley was never much of a ladies man. Most people in his department at the plastic manufacturing plant...

By Paul Smit I get to tell my story. The sad part is that it’s not the story I wanted to tell. Those who know me might not think it’s...

By Harvey Burgess I watch my best friend, Annie, as she stands naked at the window. Her tousled, mouse-colored hair is gathered over her...

Haifa, 1948 They came flooding in. Over 70,000 Jews on more than 100 ships from the ashes of what Europe left behind. Packed together...

Marvin was jolted from his sleep after hearing unpleasant noises coming from outside, beyond the quiet confines of his snug bedroom. Any...

Dian Hathaway I arrive at the beach just as the sun is beginning to set. The powerful, titian red, relentless sun. The sun which I had...

Roger S. Gottlieb “It’s hopeless, isn’t’ it.” Daniel’s face was serious, but also a little childlike, as if he was hoping she could make...

By Kristina Rivera Colón The little girl peeked around the curtain and looked at the audience. The adults sat in black velvet chairs, a...

By Andrea Johnston Matthew’s apartment is underground. The few windows look out into narrow wells sheathed with corrugated steel. If you...

The Gates of Hell By John Danenbarger Today, Jessie Cristo had been in such good humor. Before he lost control, he had been driving in...

By Mavis Blake You drive to the clinic alone that day. As usual. You are not required to have a driver if you opt for no sedation for the...

By Charles Davis The river was wide and moving at a brisk clip. Its dark, choppy surface ran past desolate sandy banks suggesting some...

By: Perle Besserman They should have known they weren’t the gentrifying type. At least the wife should have known, having tried it once...

By: Amyen Fielding I have not left the apartment in thirteen days. Within these walls there is 700 square feet of refuge. No catcalls,...

By: Brandon Daily Derrick came home from his first day of kindergarten with a bleeding lip, a cut just beside his eyebrow, and the...

By: Brandon Daily I dream that my daughter is a fish. Or rather I dream that she is becoming a fish. Each night, in my dreams, another...