Fallow Ground
Reality Forsaken by Bruce Levine
Reality forsaken For a chance at the golden ring And though it’s only made of brass A chance to grab it still could bring Dreams of glory yet remain Waiting…
Fallow GroundThe Tree Stump by Bruce Levine
It was a torrential rain. Harder than Alex and Corey ever remembered. And it didn’t stop all day and into the night. There was no wind, no lightning, no thunder,…
Empty SilosThe Question by Bruce Levine
Margo couldn’t help wondering why one of her favorite television channels had suddenly begun a countdown to Christmas. She loved Christmas as much as anyone, but it was April sixth,…
Micro- Flash FictionThe Ransom by Bruce Levine
Flash Fiction! The Ransom It was only a matter of minutes. We had a short break, so I laid it across a couple of chairs while I went to the…