by margie marek Artemisiareached her acmelong afterAthenalost the weave-offto Arachne. Full of rage,green with envy,Athenadestroyed Arachne’s loomthrew her shredded tapestryacross the room,then turnedthebetter weaverinto an eight leggedinsect eater. Entangledin a woven web,Arachne makes her own bed,and lays downher pretty spider head. Millennia pass,then centuries aftArtemisia‘s nameand workgarner no fame;yet,Arachneearns her place…she’s a phobiatothe human race.Continue reading “spied her”
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Spring 2023 Edition
We are pleased to announce our Spring 2023 edition of confetti. CONTRIBUTORS Fiction by: Alice Archer, William Baker, P.A. Farrell, Mary Walsh Foley, J.P.J. Fox, Calla Gold, Elizabeth Liang, margie marek, Axel Martens, Don Noel, Judy Voss Non-fiction by: Susan Bloch, Janice Boland Poetry by: C. J. Anderson-Wu, W Roger Carlisle, Shuvra Das, D.F., Joseph A Farina, John Grey, Lisa O’Neil Guerci, Edward Lee, margie marek, Lawrence Miles, Chaya Nadi, Malaena Nahmias, Diana Raab, Nick Romeo, Gregg Shapiro, Dominik Slusarczyk, Marianne Tefft, Terry Trowbridge Plays by: Mark Knight Cover art by: Janice Boland FEATURES William Teets,Continue reading “Spring 2023 Edition”
the inheritance
by margie marek When my wealthy cousin passed away and left me his self-driving car, I figured it was purely splenetic. He knows how I feel about technology and anyway, I already have a self-driving car . . . it’s my regular car that I operate with my own SELF. This high-tech gadget crazed society is gettingContinue reading “the inheritance”
The Helicoid
by margie marek The helicoidspiraleddownintothevoid.Getting moreand more annoyed;as,this abysswas endless. On a platform it landed,and figured a “rock bottom” it was handed.With no breeze blowing,nor cow lowing,not a single tree to seeor sway,the helicoid rolled away.To avoid falling backward,it hoped and prayed.As it’s movement went underway,it opted for UP,where the sky isn’t gray;filling it’s daysContinue reading “The Helicoid”
The Original
by margie marek The Carbon-Copy went around making trouble.Looked so much like The Original,everyone thought they were seeing double. The Original receded into the shadow it cast;remandedto be a vestige of its past. Overshadowed by its shadow,The Original dulled,tasted bland,wilted; fell flat.It looked in the mirror and said, “Who’s that?” The Carbon-Copy stole its game;tookContinue reading “The Original”
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Writer Profiles M–O
Terry John Malik When Terry retired after practicing law for thirty years, his wife implored, “Don’t sit around the house. Write a damn book.” So he did—The Bricklayer of Albany Park. Its awards include Benjamin Franklin Gold Medal; Winner – Mystery/Thriller by M.I.P.A.; and Silver Falchion Award 2018 Finalist by Killer Nashville. Before Bricklayer TerryContinue reading “Writer Profiles M–O”
