Creative Writing
Clyde’s Ride
By Thomas G. Clark Little Richie Bauer knelt in the dust before a chalk outline at 12th and O. Two of his friends sat across on a rough, uneven section of pavement awaiting their turn […]
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Creative Writing
Bad Habits
By Callista Pacheco Every weeknight winds down this way. We spin in circles around each other in our too-small kitchen, making dinner while we talk about our day. There’s music playing softly, whatever new album […]
Creative Writing
Creative Writing
To Follow a Wolf
By Abbey Howard Yukon Territory, Canada, 1907 A brisk spring breeze rustled the tall pines around us, carrying the bracing scent of earth with it. A few yards ahead of me on the trail was […]
Creative Writing
Wyatt Rogers: Fiction Contest
A Fragment of a Writer By Richard Mayne As a writer there is scarcely a time where I read something and instantly think, “I’m not good at what I do.” After reading Wyatt R. Rogers’ […]
Creative Writing
Faith Potts: Fiction Contest
To highlight the winners and honorable mentions of the 2019 Kathleen Downey Short Fiction Contest, Richard Mayne heads this series to share their work on the New Worcester Spy. Each entry includes an interview with […]
Creative Writing
Gabi Plainte: Fiction Contest
To highlight the winners and honorable mentions of the 2019 Kathleen Downey Short Fiction Contest, Richard Mayne heads this series to share their work on the New Worcester Spy. Each entry includes an interview with […]
Creative Writing
Richard Mayne: Fiction Contest
To highlight the winners and honorable mentions of the 2019 Kathleen Downey Short Fiction Contest, Richard Mayne heads this series to share their work on the New Worcester Spy. Each entry includes an interview with […]
Creative Writing
High Moral Worth
By Thomas Clark Sarah ran headlong through a knot of Blue Andalusian hens, her father’s favorite. They scattered to the barn’s dark corners, where they sent up a cloud of straw and feathery detritus. Despite […]
Creative Writing
The Grinding Wheel
By Thomas Clark [5:33 p.m.] Operator seven guessed fewer than twenty minutes remained in his workday. This was ironic because he prided himself on exacting precision and this was something so important to him. He […]