The Procession

By Anthony Ward It was the third consecutive year that Jared had sat outside the church on the Eve of St. Mark with the hope of catching a vision of the phantom congregation. The only eerie event he had experienced up until then was the spectacle of a Barn Owl that had swooped, banshee like, …

Technicality and Other Poems

By Alex Andy Phuong Technicality Technically Life can be technical Yet people are not machines Human beings have brains With the gift of intelligence But only the ones willing to think Can change the world for the better Especially since the mind Is more powerful than any computer Serving Service Help heal the helpless Do …

The Last Stop

By Angela Johnson When Alma Leblanc looked out the window of the office building at the shadows beginning to fall across the downtown street, she knew that she was late. She had been so busy organizing and hanging the paintings that the bank had commissioned that she didn’t realize it was after 7 o’clock. She …

Academy Classics: Halloween’s End

By Jessica Ricks Jacob, Chrissy, and Marcus made their way to the end of the long, winding street. It was getting late. Houses were starting to turn off their lights indicating that they were done giving out candy. The streets that were busy with kids, and some teenagers, going from door to door in their …

Academy Classics: The League

By Thomas Page Mary Susannah Damon did not expect this to happen. Sure, dabbling in the Dark Arts would cause some closed-minded people to say that she was in league with the Devil himself, but she did not expect the League of Magic meeting at her local civic center to be so intolerant. "What do …

The Customer

By John Page The bookstore was having a completely normal day. There wasn’t a lot of people actually buying books but every seat in the cafe was filled. Such is the lot of a bookseller. Thus no one was ready when a mysterious thing came into the store. It had to duck to get underneath …

The Experiment

By John Page I am awake. I’m in so much pain. Where am I? This isn’t my home. I should be home. Let me out. Let me out. Let me out! It is dark. I’m suffocating in here. Why do I hurt so much. There is an odd smell. Wait, there is light. Loud sounds …

The Reunion

By John Page I walk through the graveyard of St. Imes. It is late at night but I prefer the dark. It makes the loss seem less real. I have not come here in a long time--the pain was too raw. I reflect on how I desperately miss her. It is not fair how she …

The Wrong Parcel

By Tavinder New I heard the rattle and tattle of the handle. Josephine the Bat must have delivered my package. I opened the door and ripped open the box to find a note saying: ‘I know what you are.’ It was just a plain piece of card. Damn it, I thought I had ordered my …

The Exam

By Ekaterina Borovikova Translated from the Russian by Irina Modelskay It was a gloomy day, the leaves no longer fell from the trees, the wind did not blow - everything stood still and froze, as if the time of agony and death had passed and a silent, reliable and lingering grief had come. Nothing mattered …