fiction
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By Radia Jamee It was as if my anger would devour me alive if I didn’t let it out. So desperately I wanted to be freed, that I was willing to lose myself. My voice broke through the suffocating silence—a scream that didn’t come from my throat but from deep within my soul, a scream…
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By Radia Jamee “Mar?” “Mar!” “Mar!” Ayla is calling. Mar’s eyes open sluggishly, brimming with tears. Her chest feels tight- her right foot tapping slowly against her left. She must have dozed off. She is still in the car with them. As she blinks away the fog, the fabric on the car seat in front…
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by Radia Jamee As Mar and Ayla turn the corner, there it is. A car idles by the curb, windows down, music playing low. Inside are faces she has not seen in years. Kai had been the big deal back in middle school—tall, blonde, a star on the soccer field. He was undeniably gifted in…
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By Radia Jamee On particularly sunny days like this one, the city tends to get tremendously crowded. The waterfronts, parks, and terraces, mostly, but not so much the grocery stores. As someone who prefers her own company over the crowds, that’s where Mar is headed this morning. It is almost inconceivable how she has spent…
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by Michaelsun Knapp Mr. Grey got up from his plush seat to walk to the lavish bathroom on the train moving above the streets Paris. He was sorely tempted to leap onto an overstuffed chair, fire once or twice into the air with a gun he didn’t have, and shout from the top of his…
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by Sean Reynolds Mark could barely make out the features of the figure at the end of the off ramp, until he came to a stop behind the long line of cars and got a good look at him. As he inched forward, he watched the stout, thirty-something man in short pants and tennis shoes…
Vox Inaudica 