A Teddy-Bear Reunion

It’s been twenty -seven years since I’ve seen his face.

White and fluffy, hiding an adorable black button nose that invites a desperate need to boop.

Life descended into chaos not long after we met, and the spiral took decades to settle.

House to house, the bounce of instability, the gathering of no moss. None of them were home, just a place to be, until the next one.

But I’ve been here a while now. And can no longer ignore the roots that have sprouted. It's finally time to release my childhood friend from his black plastic prison.

We’re home.

From Guest Contributor Kamran Connelly

Kam’s Novelette DEATH BED INC is due for publication by Twisted Dreams Press. He has features in anthologies by Hollowpoint Press, Wolfsinger Publications RDG Books Press and UnpopularPublications. Is currently shopping around his debut novel, The Extinction Process. And his Vampire novella BLOOD BANK. Is published online at The Horror Tree, Trembling with Fear, Flash Phantoms, and WitCraft for his works of fiction. Has poetry featured in three anthologies, and a novella featured in the Paul Cave Prize for literature.

The Meaning Of Divorce: As Told By A Seven Year Old

My name is Caleb Jones. What does divorce mean? It means daddy doesn’t live here anymore. It means mommy and daddy used to fight, now daddy moved away. I don’t cry anymore. I can only see daddy on the weekends. Oh joy. My room seems grayer than I remember it being. My teddy bear, Howard, I hug him tighter than before.

Should I go out to play today?

No it’s raining, that’s ok I’ll read the book daddy bought me, last Christmas. It’s a good book. I read aloud. I can still smell daddy’s pipe as I read. Good night.

From Guest Contributor, Doug Robbins